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I'll post one of mine. It was from my younger years, and I've gotten MUCH MUCH calmer since this time, so bear in mind this is no longer who I am.
I was in my early 20s, and still hitting the gym constantly. I had been taking anadrol and testreds pretty regularly on the advice of a trainer, and I was also doing a lot of MMA and Thai-boxing training. So, all in all, a prescription for waay too much testosterone/aggression.
I was driving to some place halfway across the metroplex, it was summertime in north Texas, and I was hot and agitated to begin with. I was taking a left turn from a light behind this old lady in a Taurus, and it was one of those turns with two lanes that turn left, and we were on the outside lane, that also goes straight. Anyway, this douchebag in the inside left turn lane almost hits the old lady in the taurus as we turn, and he starts yelling out the window at her and cursing and threatening her. He must not have realized that there were two left turn lanes, and thought that she was cutting him off by turning left. There were paint lines showing clearly the two left turn lanes and where you were supposed to drive, as well as the little arrows by the traffic signals as well, so he must have totally been zoned out and not paying attention.
Well, shortly after the left turn, we all get stuck at another light, me and the old lady in the center lane now, and the douchebag in the left lane behind some truck, and traffic is piled up on all sides. The guy, who is driving a riced out Cavalier of all things, is still yelling and cursing at this poor old lady. He finally throws what looks like a beer bottle at her car window, and it cracks it. She's screaming, and I just finally snap and start flipping out. I leapt out of my car, and I give the rear trunk area a massive kick, which shatters his tail light, pops his trunk partly open, and breaks off part of his spoiler. Screaming like some kind of demon from hell, I grab the spoiler and twist it off of the other mount, and start bashing the hell out of his car, shattering his rear window, knocking his side view mirror off, and when it breaks to the point where it's useless, I throw it down and run up to his door, which he's furiously trying to roll his window up. The light is still red at this point, and when he figures out that he can't roll the window up fast enough, he tried to hit me with his door, which I happily grabbed and threw forward. The dummy wasn't wearing his seat belt, so I grabbed him by his collarbone and baggy jeans, and threw him from the vehicle onto the corner of my front bumper. At this point, other people are getting out of their cars, but the light has turned green, and the candy ass from the Cavalier is shrieking and crying like something from a horror movie. I don't know why, but at this point I just calmed down, got in my car, and drove off.
To this day I can't imagine behaving like that in public, but it sure pissed me off at the time. Pretty stupid thing of me to do, considering he might have had a gun, and started shooting at me or potentially hurting other bystanders.
Anyhow, anyone else got any crazy road rage incidents? From themselves or otherwise?
I'll post one of mine. It was from my younger years, and I've gotten MUCH MUCH calmer since this time, so bear in mind this is no longer who I am.
I was in my early 20s, and still hitting the gym constantly. I had been taking anadrol and testreds pretty regularly on the advice of a trainer, and I was also doing a lot of MMA and Thai-boxing training. So, all in all, a prescription for waay too much testosterone/aggression.
I was driving to some place halfway across the metroplex, it was summertime in north Texas, and I was hot and agitated to begin with. I was taking a left turn from a light behind this old lady in a Taurus, and it was one of those turns with two lanes that turn left, and we were on the outside lane, that also goes straight. Anyway, this douchebag in the inside left turn lane almost hits the old lady in the taurus as we turn, and he starts yelling out the window at her and cursing and threatening her. He must not have realized that there were two left turn lanes, and thought that she was cutting him off by turning left. There were paint lines showing clearly the two left turn lanes and where you were supposed to drive, as well as the little arrows by the traffic signals as well, so he must have totally been zoned out and not paying attention.
Well, shortly after the left turn, we all get stuck at another light, me and the old lady in the center lane now, and the douchebag in the left lane behind some truck, and traffic is piled up on all sides. The guy, who is driving a riced out Cavalier of all things, is still yelling and cursing at this poor old lady. He finally throws what looks like a beer bottle at her car window, and it cracks it. She's screaming, and I just finally snap and start flipping out. I leapt out of my car, and I give the rear trunk area a massive kick, which shatters his tail light, pops his trunk partly open, and breaks off part of his spoiler. Screaming like some kind of demon from hell, I grab the spoiler and twist it off of the other mount, and start bashing the hell out of his car, shattering his rear window, knocking his side view mirror off, and when it breaks to the point where it's useless, I throw it down and run up to his door, which he's furiously trying to roll his window up. The light is still red at this point, and when he figures out that he can't roll the window up fast enough, he tried to hit me with his door, which I happily grabbed and threw forward. The dummy wasn't wearing his seat belt, so I grabbed him by his collarbone and baggy jeans, and threw him from the vehicle onto the corner of my front bumper. At this point, other people are getting out of their cars, but the light has turned green, and the candy ass from the Cavalier is shrieking and crying like something from a horror movie. I don't know why, but at this point I just calmed down, got in my car, and drove off.
To this day I can't imagine behaving like that in public, but it sure pissed me off at the time. Pretty stupid thing of me to do, considering he might have had a gun, and started shooting at me or potentially hurting other bystanders.
Anyhow, anyone else got any crazy road rage incidents? From themselves or otherwise?
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