i had a similar incident to this
a while back i was driving down our road to go home. There was traffic up ahead and it wasnt moving. I sat waiting for a few minutes, then started to make an effort to see what was going on. Turns out because none of our houses have off street parking, two cars had driven down the road that only one could fit through and neither were backing off blocking the whole road causing a huge tailback of about 10 cars either side. So i started to beep my horn, and shouted down the road "come on". Everybody else was being very british and not saying anything and acting like they didnt care while we all sat round and waited for them to be childish. I kept beeping my horn about every 2/3 minutes or so, as did a few others. By now we'd been waiting best part of 10 minutes and still neither would budge. Im sat in the car with my wife, and some middle aged bloke comes out of nowhere and leans in my open window sticks his finger right in my face and yells at me " if you beep that ****ing horn once more ill ram it down your throat". what happened next i cant really explain. I think because he was higher than me, in my face and with me seatbelted into a car and unable to retaliate i just lept out of the car at him, without my fists out or anything, just got out rapidly. He makes a half hearted swing at me, but i grab his wrists and push him up against some1s wall and tell him "dont make me punch you old man". He starts to struggle but i hold on, then his wife comes out from the house behind, and my GF comes out. I left go and walk away but then we exchange words
so threatenned that i thought the only thing to do would be to bring us on
but even now i cant explain why i got out of the car at him. its so totally unlike me as im so not a keyboard warrior. I can only think its because i felt equal footing. but i dont remember ever making a conscious decision that this would be the best course of action.
Im not normally the road rage type, ive had several people follow me. The worst was the white van man i beeped for cutting me up. He pulled along side me, leant out of his window and spat at me threw my open window. I just closed it, locked the doors, and sat there looking away and gave him the finger. He cut me up then raced ahead, and pulled into a side street. I thought no more of it, anyway about 1/2 miles further up the road he caught me up. Hed obviously nipped home to get something to come back for a fight for. God knows what. He was yelling at me calling me a coward, but i did a bit of side street sharp turns, a bit of cutting people up and a bit of red light jumping and lost him after 2/3 minutes or so. But he was calling me a coward and all names under the sun.
Others have called me a coward for not squaring up to him. But its for exactly reasons like this that i never rise to it. It just doesnt get you anywhere. Just be glad you've learnt this lesson (that its pointless fighting these @%*$ers) and got off with a police caution.