If you're going to brake-check me, you're going to brake-check me. There's nothing I can do about it. Your decision to do it is yours and yours alone, and even if I'm not even on your ass yet, I'm prepared for it.
But you may wish to choose a better location than a banked bridge in a construction zone to lock up your brakes. After all, had I actually hit and gone through that flimsy jersey wall and fallen 60ft into traffic on my roof, you would be guilty of vehicular manslaughter. And don't even THINK you'd be able to get away, because there's a camera on this bridge, and the cops chill just down the road - and there's NOWHERE for you to go except right into their laps.
Honestly. I wasn't even on this guy's ass, and he stomped his brakes. I was back a good 4 carlengths, traveling the same speed. He decided that he really didn't actually want to drive at the speed limit, he wanted to stop. By the time I realized that the smoke coming from his tires was him STOPPING not just slowing considerably to be a dick, I was within 2 car lengths, and had only slowed to 3/4 of my initial speed. I ultimately came to rest, front corner up to the jersey wall, passenger door up to his rear corner, 2 traffic cones down.
E-Brake on, door open, and the guy FLOORS IT, and speeds off.
Asshole.
But you may wish to choose a better location than a banked bridge in a construction zone to lock up your brakes. After all, had I actually hit and gone through that flimsy jersey wall and fallen 60ft into traffic on my roof, you would be guilty of vehicular manslaughter. And don't even THINK you'd be able to get away, because there's a camera on this bridge, and the cops chill just down the road - and there's NOWHERE for you to go except right into their laps.
Honestly. I wasn't even on this guy's ass, and he stomped his brakes. I was back a good 4 carlengths, traveling the same speed. He decided that he really didn't actually want to drive at the speed limit, he wanted to stop. By the time I realized that the smoke coming from his tires was him STOPPING not just slowing considerably to be a dick, I was within 2 car lengths, and had only slowed to 3/4 of my initial speed. I ultimately came to rest, front corner up to the jersey wall, passenger door up to his rear corner, 2 traffic cones down.
E-Brake on, door open, and the guy FLOORS IT, and speeds off.
Asshole.
