I had some nutter driving up the back wheel of my motorbike some years ago, anyway after a few miles it was getting more and more dangerous so I pulled over. Out jumps some monkey from the passenger seat and thumps me in my eye as I had my visor up, luckily my mate was behind them and got the reg. Queue a trip to the police with a beautiful shiner. The guy got an ABH conviction eventually, was only 17 at the time and didnt need to go to court, I win!
Road rage lunatic...
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I see plenty of seemingly ridiculous things on my commute, the section of the A50 near the old OcUK Imex premises reguarly provide nut jobs. he most memorable one of which was actually heading to OcUK for something for my parents PC (mother had decided to come along and pay her own bill rather than sit around waiting), heading from Meir and come up the slip road to turn right at the roundabout. I was the only car to have come up the slip road and as I get just past the junction heading back to the A50 this old (K-reg I think) red BMW suddenly appears behind closing very quickly.
Now at this point I'd like to say I have no idea who this person is and could well be a member on this board.
As I exit the roundabout and go down the dip he is now so close I can't see his headlights through the back of my Mk1 Punto's boot so I would put him at less than 10 feet behind doing 30mph. I indicate right and move over into the short turning section after the crossing, as expected to get to OcUK and start slow down for the junction; he has followed me but backed off a bit when he turns sharp right and rockets up the wrong lane of the road I'm heading to.
We get inside OcUK to find he's the bloke in front (straggley blonde hair under one of those stupid long sided woolen hats in the middle of summer) in the que but say nothing and amazingly my mother kept quiet as well. Turned out he was after a 25mm cooling fan, holding a heatsink with said fan on it that was broken and appeared to be off an old Pentium 133 or similar. Of course the sales assistant gave him a funny look and advised him to go to ******s and see if they had one as OcUK haven't sold anything like that in quite some time. Almost as good as people asking for floppy disks lol
Now at this point I'd like to say I have no idea who this person is and could well be a member on this board.
As I exit the roundabout and go down the dip he is now so close I can't see his headlights through the back of my Mk1 Punto's boot so I would put him at less than 10 feet behind doing 30mph. I indicate right and move over into the short turning section after the crossing, as expected to get to OcUK and start slow down for the junction; he has followed me but backed off a bit when he turns sharp right and rockets up the wrong lane of the road I'm heading to.
We get inside OcUK to find he's the bloke in front (straggley blonde hair under one of those stupid long sided woolen hats in the middle of summer) in the que but say nothing and amazingly my mother kept quiet as well. Turned out he was after a 25mm cooling fan, holding a heatsink with said fan on it that was broken and appeared to be off an old Pentium 133 or similar. Of course the sales assistant gave him a funny look and advised him to go to ******s and see if they had one as OcUK haven't sold anything like that in quite some time. Almost as good as people asking for floppy disks lol
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Some nutter kicked in the window of our 306 back in the day, my mum had to spend the afternoon having glass removed from her face..
I've had a few interesting moments, this is probably the most extreme though..
Cars parked on one side of the street, I'm coming the opposite way and have priority. The guy pulls out and comes towards me anyway. I didn't feel like mounting the kerb so I ended up smashing his mirror. He reversed, turned around and chased me for a bit so I pulled over.
He jumped out and tried to open my door, but it was locked. After shouting at me for a bit he kicked the sill when I failed to react. I then booted it up the hill off home.
I turned off into my street thinking I'd got away and turn into my drive, opened the garage remotely and drove into the 2m wide garage without stopping.
Then I noticed the crazy **** was on my driveway!
He soon drove off, but it was an interesting moment
He looked drunk when he was shouting at me, but I dunno.
I swear I walked past him the next day in the centre but I've never heard anything since.
He put a massive dent in the door, the silly ****.
I've had a few interesting moments, this is probably the most extreme though..
Cars parked on one side of the street, I'm coming the opposite way and have priority. The guy pulls out and comes towards me anyway. I didn't feel like mounting the kerb so I ended up smashing his mirror. He reversed, turned around and chased me for a bit so I pulled over.
He jumped out and tried to open my door, but it was locked. After shouting at me for a bit he kicked the sill when I failed to react. I then booted it up the hill off home.
I turned off into my street thinking I'd got away and turn into my drive, opened the garage remotely and drove into the 2m wide garage without stopping.
Then I noticed the crazy **** was on my driveway!
He soon drove off, but it was an interesting moment
He looked drunk when he was shouting at me, but I dunno.
I swear I walked past him the next day in the centre but I've never heard anything since.
He put a massive dent in the door, the silly ****.
I checked to make sure he got back up and I hadn't killed him, and then sped off.
I wouldn't, I'd rather not get stabbed and be on my way than to take my anger out by beeping. Ive seen some complete lunatics due to road rage, especially in Liverpool.
Sped off in reverse back over him?
The worst road rage incident i've had was when I was driving with my girlfriend and her sister in the car.
I was traveling in a queue of traffic on a short road inbetween roundabouts which has no places for over taking. Casually driving along behind the traffic looking in my rear mirror noticing a car coming up behind me relatively fast and it didn't look like it was going to slow down. It came to rest so close to my rear bumper that I could see the spotty teenage driver and his passenger - this is at night.
I gently light the brake lights up to tell him to get away from my rear bumper. He took so much offence to this that at the next roundabout he decided to overtake me on the outside and swing infront of me, blocking me on the roundabout.
Now i'm usually very calm especially in the company of my girlfriend and her sister but I completely lost it.
I jumped out of the car and started walking towards them at which point they took off - in the same direction as I was traveling.
I got back in my car and chased them, like an idiot. After I caught up to them they decided to slam on the brakes causing me to swerve around them and as you could have guessed at this point the girlfriend was having an absolute fit which caused me to come back to reality and realise what a idiot I was being.
You never know what can happen when you get out the car you've just got to think is it really worth it.
I live in a quiet part of Kent and things like this can and do happen:
http://www.localrags.co.uk/index.ph...ter-road-rage-shooting-in-Alkham-Valley-Road/
I was traveling in a queue of traffic on a short road inbetween roundabouts which has no places for over taking. Casually driving along behind the traffic looking in my rear mirror noticing a car coming up behind me relatively fast and it didn't look like it was going to slow down. It came to rest so close to my rear bumper that I could see the spotty teenage driver and his passenger - this is at night.
I gently light the brake lights up to tell him to get away from my rear bumper. He took so much offence to this that at the next roundabout he decided to overtake me on the outside and swing infront of me, blocking me on the roundabout.
Now i'm usually very calm especially in the company of my girlfriend and her sister but I completely lost it.
I jumped out of the car and started walking towards them at which point they took off - in the same direction as I was traveling.
I got back in my car and chased them, like an idiot. After I caught up to them they decided to slam on the brakes causing me to swerve around them and as you could have guessed at this point the girlfriend was having an absolute fit which caused me to come back to reality and realise what a idiot I was being.
You never know what can happen when you get out the car you've just got to think is it really worth it.
I live in a quiet part of Kent and things like this can and do happen:
http://www.localrags.co.uk/index.ph...ter-road-rage-shooting-in-Alkham-Valley-Road/
Ive had a few tools vent their anger on me, been chased twice and its scary, once was at night with a BMW who tried to cut me up where 2 lanes merge, he'd shot up way too quick, i held my position and he had to go behind me, he then proceeded to sit on my rear bumper so i slowed down untill he overtook me, he then hit the anchors and got straight out of his car, i floored it past him in my 306 TD and though that was it but he done the same again, flew past me about 100 metres ahead he got out and waited, i was approaching the pub i was going in at this point and really didnt want to pull over so i carried on and he done the same again, dodged past him and floored it, as he flew past me the next time i hit the brakes and handbraked it around in the road, i seen his brake lights and he started to turn around, i flew straight back to the pub and hid the car around the back, was a well needed pint that one!
Get abuse on the bike all the time though, i just wave now, if you're in the car then blow kisses to them, they soon go on their way.
Get abuse on the bike all the time though, i just wave now, if you're in the car then blow kisses to them, they soon go on their way.
Why don't you ask your dad?
i was going down the M6 a few years ago, near brum, southbound on the M6 where the M6 toll joins and there are 4 lanes, and there were some roadworks, with a 50MPH speed limit and those average speed cameras closing down the outside (4th) lane
in those sorts of scenarios, you usually end up in the first or second lane, because your all travelling at pretty much the same pace, but on this occasion, there was enough traffic to push me out onto the 3rd lane.
pootling along, creeping past someone going 52mph on the cruise control and the car behind me pulls into the second lane, and a car comes up past him, behind me, doing 60+mph.
he comes close enough that i can't slow down and pull in behind the car i was overtaking, thus letting the fool pass me, so i have to make my way past him, however there are a few cars in front of him as well, so i have to pass maybe three cars, taking no more then 30 seconds.
well these 30 seconds were pretty precious to him because i can see his lights flashing, beeping and gesticulating wildly.
nothing i can do, the people in the 2nd lane are oblivious, and i amnot willing to go faster, so 30 seconds later, i pull in, he goes past me like a bullet, horn permanently on, comes in front of me and slams his brakes on....in the second lane of the motorway
now i was doing around 50mph, so i have no choice but to slam my brakes on and swerve into the cones separating the 4th lane, knocking two over as i came to a stop.
luckily there was no one behind him in the 3rd lane or i would have been toast.
anyway, after a minute calming down, a motorway engineers car comes along, flashing lights and says he saw what happened on a camera and came to see if i was ok. apparently he was watching the monitors for accidents or breakdowns, and had informed the police, who stopped the bloke further down.
needless to say i dont beep or get in anyones way unless i have an escape route, its not worth the hassle, and certainly not worth mine or my wife or daughters lives...!
in those sorts of scenarios, you usually end up in the first or second lane, because your all travelling at pretty much the same pace, but on this occasion, there was enough traffic to push me out onto the 3rd lane.
pootling along, creeping past someone going 52mph on the cruise control and the car behind me pulls into the second lane, and a car comes up past him, behind me, doing 60+mph.
he comes close enough that i can't slow down and pull in behind the car i was overtaking, thus letting the fool pass me, so i have to make my way past him, however there are a few cars in front of him as well, so i have to pass maybe three cars, taking no more then 30 seconds.
well these 30 seconds were pretty precious to him because i can see his lights flashing, beeping and gesticulating wildly.
nothing i can do, the people in the 2nd lane are oblivious, and i amnot willing to go faster, so 30 seconds later, i pull in, he goes past me like a bullet, horn permanently on, comes in front of me and slams his brakes on....in the second lane of the motorway
now i was doing around 50mph, so i have no choice but to slam my brakes on and swerve into the cones separating the 4th lane, knocking two over as i came to a stop.
luckily there was no one behind him in the 3rd lane or i would have been toast.
anyway, after a minute calming down, a motorway engineers car comes along, flashing lights and says he saw what happened on a camera and came to see if i was ok. apparently he was watching the monitors for accidents or breakdowns, and had informed the police, who stopped the bloke further down.
needless to say i dont beep or get in anyones way unless i have an escape route, its not worth the hassle, and certainly not worth mine or my wife or daughters lives...!
he sounds like a right muppet.
I almost went out at a junction but saw the car just in time. i stopped a little over the line but not enough to obstruct the car. He then slowed up and shook his head at me as if id stopped in the middle of the road. That's about as exciting as it gets so far... thankfully.
I almost went out at a junction but saw the car just in time. i stopped a little over the line but not enough to obstruct the car. He then slowed up and shook his head at me as if id stopped in the middle of the road. That's about as exciting as it gets so far... thankfully.
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I've never been the target for anything I'd call road rage. I have however seen road rage.
Pounding Northbound up a pretty empty M6 I see a Jag cut up an old Escort in the 2nd lane up ahead, the escort makes an exaggerated swerving manoeuvre, then draws alongside the Jag in the 3rd lane and starts gesturing at him, then starts mock swerving at him to try and push him into the HGV in lane 1. All the time I'm drawing up fast behind, and am now slowing down stuck behind the mad Escort. I give him a couple of flashes with the headlights (mistake?), he drops behind the Jag, I pass, he waves at me and smiles, then he follows me into the 3rd lane and continues abusing the Jag driver as I run off ahead.
Maybe my car is immune to road rage? Alfas are for nice people after all.
Pounding Northbound up a pretty empty M6 I see a Jag cut up an old Escort in the 2nd lane up ahead, the escort makes an exaggerated swerving manoeuvre, then draws alongside the Jag in the 3rd lane and starts gesturing at him, then starts mock swerving at him to try and push him into the HGV in lane 1. All the time I'm drawing up fast behind, and am now slowing down stuck behind the mad Escort. I give him a couple of flashes with the headlights (mistake?), he drops behind the Jag, I pass, he waves at me and smiles, then he follows me into the 3rd lane and continues abusing the Jag driver as I run off ahead.
Maybe my car is immune to road rage? Alfas are for nice people after all.
Well firstly you failed to notice a hazard. In doing so you nearly caused a crash by boxing him in. You should have spotted the hazard and reacted by lifting off and letting him change lane. It should never have got to the stage where you were next to him with the other car reversing.
Sounds like you have tunnel vision when you are driving.....
Witnessing lunacy is just part and parcel of everyday life in my job - as is putting up with the generally unwarranted abuse from other road users. I tend to just smile, nod and let them get on with it. If I'm that road out, they may be blown a kiss, or just a simple finger over the lips 'shhhh' gesture along with a slow shake of the head.
Case in point yesterday - doing some estate work in a 40-footer. Come round a sharp left-hand bend, having to take all the road up, uphill section for about 300 yards with cars parked all the way along the road to my right, my side clear so I'm already positioned in the middle of the road after negotiating the bend, no oncoming traffic so off I go, nice and steady as there's hardly any room between the cars on my offside, and the cars parked up on the pavement on the n/s.
Over the top of the hill comes barrelling some twonk in a black 59-plate Merc, at some speed well over the 30 limit. I'm committed, there's absolutely nowhere for me to go and he has one gap to pull into to let me pass. I'm already off the gas, slowing down to walking pace waiting for him to pull in.
No, he decides he's coming through - drives at me flashing his lights and gesticulating wildly with his arms, mouthing 'get back, get back'. I've already come to a stop, handbrake on and taken it out of gear because I know what's coming. He stops maybe ten metres from my front bumper, one hand on the horn and the other one raised up in front of him staring at his watch trying to make a point.
I then point back up the road to the one place he could have pulled into and gesture politely to him to reverse back up and into it - greeted with abusive gestures. So I put my feet up on the dash, turn the engine off and get the Metro out and start reading.
He doesn't take too kindly to this so he gets out, and thinks he can enter the vehicle by the emergency door open button, of course I have my finger planted on the 'close' button in the cab so the emergency doesn't work. This makes him more irate, so he starts kicking and punching and shouting, swearing and screaming at the top of his voice. I've had enough by now so I got on the radio to control, told them what was happening and that I was going to call the police.
No need, one of my passengers came to the front - a very very large muscular bear of a man, asked me to let him off and within about 30 seconds the Merc man had been gently persuaded to reverse back and let me through.
And that's a pretty tame example, just the most recent one though.
Case in point yesterday - doing some estate work in a 40-footer. Come round a sharp left-hand bend, having to take all the road up, uphill section for about 300 yards with cars parked all the way along the road to my right, my side clear so I'm already positioned in the middle of the road after negotiating the bend, no oncoming traffic so off I go, nice and steady as there's hardly any room between the cars on my offside, and the cars parked up on the pavement on the n/s.
Over the top of the hill comes barrelling some twonk in a black 59-plate Merc, at some speed well over the 30 limit. I'm committed, there's absolutely nowhere for me to go and he has one gap to pull into to let me pass. I'm already off the gas, slowing down to walking pace waiting for him to pull in.
No, he decides he's coming through - drives at me flashing his lights and gesticulating wildly with his arms, mouthing 'get back, get back'. I've already come to a stop, handbrake on and taken it out of gear because I know what's coming. He stops maybe ten metres from my front bumper, one hand on the horn and the other one raised up in front of him staring at his watch trying to make a point.
I then point back up the road to the one place he could have pulled into and gesture politely to him to reverse back up and into it - greeted with abusive gestures. So I put my feet up on the dash, turn the engine off and get the Metro out and start reading.
He doesn't take too kindly to this so he gets out, and thinks he can enter the vehicle by the emergency door open button, of course I have my finger planted on the 'close' button in the cab so the emergency doesn't work. This makes him more irate, so he starts kicking and punching and shouting, swearing and screaming at the top of his voice. I've had enough by now so I got on the radio to control, told them what was happening and that I was going to call the police.
No need, one of my passengers came to the front - a very very large muscular bear of a man, asked me to let him off and within about 30 seconds the Merc man had been gently persuaded to reverse back and let me through.
And that's a pretty tame example, just the most recent one though.
I don't know if you don't like this guy or something but it seems to me your twisting his story to make it look like he nearly the caused the accident. The guy who needs to pull out should ease up and pull out when it's clear. Some people think that when their indicators are on then it's fine to go in that direction regardless of other road users. Sounds to me the guy with the hazard in his lane was too pigheaded to slow down. I know if I was boxed in I'd slow down until I could pull out, not mouth off at someone for overtaking me in the passing lane.
I have to admit to being taken over by road rage more than a few times, I'm not sure why as normally I am a very calm driver, really chilled I don't let much tick me off but ocasionally I hulk out.
eg. I was driving in Hinckley in a 30, I was doing about ~40ish as it is one of them roads and it was the dead of night (judge me if you want but it won't make a difference) anyway there's a car in front of me so I slow down a little bit and overtake. I was no where near close to his car at any point be it pulling out, overtaking or pulling back in. Next thing I know the guy throws his full beams on and starts riding my ass for no apparent reason to myself! This got to me, the glare from his lights was very off putting and having him zoom up to my rear and then back off repeatedly was adding to the annoyance. I had enough so instead of zooming away like I would have normally done I slowed right down on the raod at a particluar spot where his car was next to a bollard so he couldn't overtake, I jumped out of my car and went over to him (no idea what I was going to do, I was acting on instinct or something) He/she/it absolutely **** themselves at the sight of a 6'5" heafty asian "running" at their car and I heard him grind it into reverse and he shot off backwards. Now being fat, I don't really run so there was no way I was catching him so strolled back to my car feeling quite satisfied.
That's probably the most extreme example but on other occasions (especially in Milton Keynes) if people cut me up on round abouts or don't look and almost hit into you when changing lanes or even drift into your lane causing you to take evasive action (this all happens too much in MK!!) normally I would ignore and back off but on occassion I do overtake and give them a dose of their own medicine, the difference being I am aware of what I am doing so I do not make it dangerous, but I feel justified for doing so...
eg. I was driving in Hinckley in a 30, I was doing about ~40ish as it is one of them roads and it was the dead of night (judge me if you want but it won't make a difference) anyway there's a car in front of me so I slow down a little bit and overtake. I was no where near close to his car at any point be it pulling out, overtaking or pulling back in. Next thing I know the guy throws his full beams on and starts riding my ass for no apparent reason to myself! This got to me, the glare from his lights was very off putting and having him zoom up to my rear and then back off repeatedly was adding to the annoyance. I had enough so instead of zooming away like I would have normally done I slowed right down on the raod at a particluar spot where his car was next to a bollard so he couldn't overtake, I jumped out of my car and went over to him (no idea what I was going to do, I was acting on instinct or something) He/she/it absolutely **** themselves at the sight of a 6'5" heafty asian "running" at their car and I heard him grind it into reverse and he shot off backwards. Now being fat, I don't really run so there was no way I was catching him so strolled back to my car feeling quite satisfied.
That's probably the most extreme example but on other occasions (especially in Milton Keynes) if people cut me up on round abouts or don't look and almost hit into you when changing lanes or even drift into your lane causing you to take evasive action (this all happens too much in MK!!) normally I would ignore and back off but on occassion I do overtake and give them a dose of their own medicine, the difference being I am aware of what I am doing so I do not make it dangerous, but I feel justified for doing so...