Another thread got me to thinking about this. About 8 years ago when I lived in California I was driving down US 101 when some crazy black guy got all road rage on me when I honked at him for cutting me off. He wound up throwing something out of his window at my car which was brand new at the time. So I stupidly pulled over to the side of the road to check for damage to my car. There was no dent, just a splotch on the door from what I later found out was a grapefruit that he threw. Anyway he pulls over also and lo and behold happens to stop exactly where there a 2x4 in laying on the side of the road. Dude picks up the 2x4 and proceeds to whack the shit out of me with it. He got me pretty good to. To this day I have no clue as to how I did it, but all of a sudden I had the 2x4 in my hands. I had taken it from him somehow. Well being more than a little angry by this time and I was bleeding I commenced to whack the shit out of him back with it.

Then while I am swinging the thing at him a fucking van full of about ten Mexicans pulled over and they restrained me from hitting him anymore. I stopped and stupidly threw the 2x4 to the ground and the dude went for it. Well I jump on him to keep him from getting it and we are rolling around on the ground when the Mexicans are all over us and pull us apart. I said fuck it and jumped in my car and left. On the way out of there I saw about 5 highway patrol cars screaming down the highway in the opposite direction presumably to respond to where I just was.

When I got home I checked the damage and I had a gash on my forehead, big ass purple bruises all over me and I think a broken rib. My wife began to freak out a little and when I told her what happened she said I had to go report it to the cops. I don't know why but I waited about 2 hours before I drove to the police station to make a report, At first they weren't too interested and told me it wasn't their problem because it happened in the next city up and said I had to go there or call the CHP to report it. Then guess what happens? Crazy black dude comes into the same police station with his arm in a sling, his head bandaged and his shirt and pants all ripped! I think he ripped his clothes on purpose to make it look like I was the bad guy. I told the cop that was the guy that attacked me and before you know it his arm heals and he pulls it out of the sling and we are in each others faces.

Well cops come out from behind the glass and get in between us. Then we both begin showing the cops our injuries and giving our versions of what happened. I even took them outside to show them the grapefruit splotch on my car that the guy admitted throwing. So after awhile one of the cops says that he only believes 50% of what each us told them so they are  going to have investigate and get witness statements. Then he said one of you is going to be charged with felony battery when we are done. Then they sent us on our way saying we will hear from them when they make a determination. They watched us get in our cars and drive away. I shitted bricks about it for a few months but that was eight years ago and I never head anything about it again. Except from my wife.

Yep, and it was an off duty cop who instigated it by throwing a lit cigarrette at my truck. When we squared, he showed his badge and told me to walk away. Stand up guy.

that's racist      

70+ yr old man rammed the side of my truck at 60mph because I had to merge in front of him on a ramp.

I "nudged" someone who brake checked me after he cut me off almost causing me to crash into him.

you should have knocked his teeth out

About 20 years ago I "somehow" (and it wasn't intentional, believe me) pissed off a trucker driving an 18 wheeler on the highway.

The dude went ballistic, and damn near tried running me off the road and killing me.

If you ever saw the movie "DUEL" starring Dennis Weaver, about 20 minutes of my life came very close to approximating that.

ETA: Years before I had a cel phone or a CHL.

Nah, I paid for my account here. Can't say what needs to be said.



 

I loved that movie.

Some guy in a beat up POS, front bumper hanging off, multi-colored convertible mustang pulled in front of me while I was at a red light waiting to turn left and started screaming and yelling and cursing at me . He got out and started walking toward me and I reached for my USP and said "Don't EVEN try it." When he saw me reach for something he got all quiet, got back in his car and left. To this day I have no idea why he singled me out.

Yes. I lost. Ripped the front end out from under an almost brand new 1996 Chevroley Z71 extended cab pickup. One of the most embarrasing moments of my adult life.  Some little POS in a POS Chevy Spectrum with a dog hanging out the front window got the best of me and put me right into a guard rail running about 75 mph.  I had just merged onto the Interstate and didn't do a damned thing to the guy. I'll never know why he tweaked. He threw Pepsi all over my windshield and then moved right over into me and pushed me right into the rail.

some idiot in miami hit me when I was driving home from the range and tried to run. I caught up and his car died. My sister took my gun and I raged(more like... "You better have insurance motherfucker" and GOD DAMN... SHIT...FFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU) until the police showed up... then I was a model citizen and it turned out that this dumbass did have insurance and it paid me.

It wasn't that damned funny!
 

Well just a little.

Yeah and I was driving a CH series Mack with about 50k pounds of Lowboy and Caterpillar hooked on the back.












I won.

I had a guy try to follow me home once and this guy was acting really crazy flashing his lights off and on and weaving all around. I pulled down a dirt road and he still followed. Then I just opened my super dark tinted back window in my Dodge Truck so he could see my M4 in my gun rack and he took off. He was mad I passed him when he was only going 35 in a 55 mph zone.

Never go to the cops for help with these matters. I did that once and I was the guy who got the tickets even though it was the other guy who tried to kill me. I got tickets for racing to the police station. A guy cut me off and I flipped him off, he cuts me off later and blocks the road and gets out with a bat, I go to the police for help and they give me all kinds of tickets. My lawyer got them all dropped because I was going for help but I still had to pay $500 for a lawyer. Next time I will not go to the police for help.

I remember that.

Yeah a couple times. Once while hunting, I didn't see a guy coming down a road with a blind corner and accidentally pulled out in front of him. I knew I was in the wrong and waved to apologize, he must have taken it the wrong way because he got about an inch off of my bumper at about 60 Mph on a dirt winding road. While I locked my truck in 4x4 and decided to see if he could play catchup, long story short he didn't have 4x4 and ended up in a ditch and then a bunch of small trees. I stopped and saw him get out of his truck presumably all right - then he looked like he was getting his rifle out of his gun rack, so I left in a hurry and due to no cell-phone service I drove to the nearest DNR post (about 5 miles) and alerted them of the incident.

I have had quite a few others, but nothing as interesting as the one above.

Not too many here are gona believe this, but in the 1980's I pulled out in front of a car of 3 guys, my fault.
I yelled out my window  " Sorry about that" and shook my head, you know, like I'm a dummy.  I had this used pos ford 1970 something maverick on it's last leg's. I had to keep my foot on the gas and throw it in neutral when I stopped so it wouldn't stall. They chased me for a while, and my motherfucking pos car stalled on a side street. I thought they were gone though' but here they came right up behind me.

They all got out, and started to come over to my car. I got out and did the only thing I could think of which was to grab a bat in the back I had, and start beating on my pos car. They turned around, comely got back in there car, and drove off. I was shitting my pants before that. 2 of them were real fucking big, and I was a scrawny long haired metalhead then.

That's all I got

ROAD RAGE RIFLE, for people zombies swinging two by fours...

I had a 6 yr old boy (neighbor's kid) cut me off on his bike when I was pulling out of the driveway the other morning. I beat his ass and then I set his bike on fire. Mess with the bull and you get the horns kid! Stop crying.

Yeah a few

Was on Ft Lewis in a 35zone following a line of cars headed towards the gate in my 89 firebird.  A blue escort gets up on my ass so I tapped my brakes.  he passes me and a few other cars.  I get on the freeway and was getting off at the next exit when a blue escort a few cars ahead veers across the lines and cuts me off on the exit ramp.  He hits his brakes and almost stops, so I go to pass him (suddenly realizing it's the same car) and he tries to block me.  

Well I stomp on it, get around him pull up to the light to turn left, he pulles up next to me, and we start yelling.  He tells me "You better watch who I fuck with", and I reply with "I don't give a fuck who you are, stay off my ass you stupid fuck."   Anyway, light turns green and I tell him to "Fuck off", make my turn as he yells something else and took off.

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2am heading up the rural road I live on a few years ago.  it was a 40 or 50 zone at that time, and I come up behind another escort doing 25.  We go around a corner and I start to pass them, and as I'm just getting ahead of them he speeds up.  Once again the escort was no match for the firebird (v6 and all) and I easily pulled ahead.  They tried to keep up for a few seconds with their high-beams on and then started falling back.  I kept my speed up around a few more bends, pulled into a driveway and turned around, and started heading back down the road just as they came around the bend, high-beaming them.  I turned around again at the next driveway, but as I started up the road again, they were nowhere to be found.

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Was driving in Tumwater taking a rental car back and dropped off a kid I gave a lift to.  Soon as I pulled into traffic I had to get over a lane to make the turn for the next street.  Had my signal on, was almost at the intersection and had ok room to get over behind another car and in front of a bike.  The guy on the bike didn't think so though and pulled next to me yelling and then gave me the finger.  I said whatever and flipped him off back.  He got ahead of me and we both got on the freeway.  He merged in a few cars ahead of me, and I merged into a tighter spot with the cars going slower, so I hit the signal to get into the middle lane.  I can't remember exactly if it was while changing lanes or what, but I glanced over my shoulder to check my blind spot, and as I turned my head back, the DUMBFUCK WAS BRAKE CHECKING ME.  ON A BIKE.  And not a light tap of the brakes either, he had them mashed.  I locked up the car and probably came within a few feet of him.  

I passed him, screaming at him for being a stupid g-ddamn suicidal dumbshit, and continued on to my exit a few miles later.  The rental place was a block from the exit, and I noticed a bike back behind me.  "please be that same dumbass".  but it wasn't.  As I filled up at the station in the same parking lot though, a woman walks up and said, "what the hell was with that dumbass on the bike hitting his brakes in front of you back there, he almost got killed."  I told her what had happened and she just shook kere head as she walked off

dude situational awareness.  He hit you?

Memorial Day 1996.. crazy ass trucker in a green semi with no trailer decided that I was lunch coming into Austin on I35 from the South - his truck with no trailer could haul ass, my full size bronco could not. I finally lost him on the access road when I made a hard right just north of the river and he locked his rig up doing about 80 mph. I swear he slid about 200 feet sending several cars flying around. As the previous poster said - scary 20 minutes, I did get a good look at this pos though - pure psycho.

Fast Forward about a month, when back home in San Antonio I see this news clip of SAPD officers running this green semi with no trailer down on I35 and shooting through the cab killing this guy, his truck just coasted to a stop and hit the barrier wall - this was my face

Clips of the encounter earlier show this bearded dude egging the cops on... It was that guy. No Shit.

The worst incident I can recall is about 3 years ago, when I still lived in MI and I had a '04 GTO. I was coming home from work one day and getting of I-75 and Seymour Lk. Rd., it's a 55 MPH zone and some asshat in a busted up Regal/Cutlass/etc. is doing 30. THIRTY MPH. I passed him without even thinking on the left, just before an intersection. Well as I pass I see this fine example of a human being gave me the bird as well as some creative gang sign language (at least that's what I interpreted it as) as well as yelling (like I can hear you over the sound of my SLP Loudmouth exhaust, jackass!)

The light is yellow as I go through it and it damn sure was red when he crossed the intersection. This fucker started to get within inches of my rear bumper, and the whole time I can see him in my rearview mirror "throwin' up signs" and running his mouth. This goes on for about 5 miles... and eventually I started going slower than 55 just to fuck with this character. By now he's practically hanging out the window with both arms flailing around and making cute little gun symbols with his fingers. Now, I was 19 at the time and did not have a CCW nor any form of a weapon in my vehicle, so coming up on a 4-way stop sign intersection had me wondering what was going to go down. As I pulled up I made sure to leave enough space between me and the car in front of me and I'm glad I did. As soon as I slowed enough this fat fuck flung his door open and luckily dropped his "NEW ERA FITTED HAT" (you know, the ones with the flat brim and that awesome looking holographic sticker and even the fucking price tag so I can tell you paid $45 at the mall for that piece of shit??). Seeing him bend down to pick it up while trying to make his way towards my car I punched it and made a right turn and did not stop. After that I drove a few miles up and turned around. No sign of the car or driver so I headed home as usual.

After that incident I kept an aluminum baseball bat on my backseat as well as get my CCW and a Beretta 92

When I was 19, some asshole got pissed off that I was doing the speed limit on the freeway. I think he was just looking for an excuse to be pissed off. Because of instead of passing me on keep on going, he gets in front of me and slams on his brakes causing me to rear end him. He gets out with a bat and comes toward my car. Not having a CCW, I said fuck it, and sped out of there and called the cops. I didn't get the plate, and as far as I know they never caught him.

About three years ago I'm driving through an industrial area of Chicago to get home.  It's was my normal route.  Speed limit is 30, and I'm going 40.  Some meth-addict looking white woman comes up behind me quick in her 1980's Cutlass.  She's on my bumper trying to get me to go faster.  Screw that.  She must have said the same thing, because she decided to pass me, on the right!  This is a two lane road, mind you.  So she basically forced me into the oncoming lane.  I look ahead and I see no one ahead as far as I can see.  There are no cross streets here either, so there is nowhere that traffic can appear from.  There are pretty rough train tracks ahead, however.  So I sped up to match her speed so she couldn't pass.  These train tracks are no longer in use, so there is no signal or gate anymore.  When I got within 50 yards or so of the the tracks, I breaked.  I slowed down to a reasonable speed.  She, not realizing there were tracks there, hit them at probably 55 or 60 mph.  BOOM!  Her car got fucked UP!  Tailend scraped the pavement and sparked.  When I caught up with her about three blocks ahead, I could see the two tires on the drivers side were blown out.  I just waived and smiled at her as I drove by.

I knew that one was coming.

Yeah I've had people do stupid shit to me, and I've returned in kind. You learn quickly that it just isn't worth it.

I've had a few, the most memorable being the vice cops that cut me off. I got pissed and told them to pull over. They showed me their badges and said "No, you pull over". Cuffed me and checked for warrants, let me go and told me to calm down. I have.

My uncle was recently shot and killed by and undercover cop in a road rage incident. Fender bender/hit and run turned into 100+ mph chase turned into armed confrontation (my uncle was unarmed) turned into dead uncle.

had a guy follow me because I had to get in front of him to make a turn to another street. well he followed me for a few miles then we got stopped at a red light. some fat white guy gets out, grabs an axe handle from his bed of his truck and starts to walk up to my car. i pull out my glock (yes it was a glock at the time) and pointed it at the window. When he was walking up he was saying he was gonna f*ck me and my car up......guy got to my window, dropped the axe handle when he seen me with a gun pointing at him and said "lets be cool about this man....we can talk this one out!" I just laughed and told him to get back in his vehicle and keep it moving. I didnt even have to pull out my badge.

isolated incident!



 

Lets see...

Riding motorcycle several years ago I was on my way to work. I was behind some guy in a beater car an came to a stop light. He got out all pissed at me for whatever reason. I was not following closely or anything (this was back the first summer I rode a motorcycle and I kept room all around me due to my inexperience). He gets out of the car and starts coming at me. Im sitting on my bike and I figure ok this jackass wants to fight me while I have a full face helmet on. This shouldnt hurt too bad. I put the kickstand down and put the bike down and he turns aroudn and jumps back in his car and runs the red light.

Another time I am going through town(in my vehicle) and they did some screwy shit with the lanes. To follow your lane it pretty much zig zagged into the other lane but lines were clearly marked for the zig zag. I follow the lane through the zig zag and the other car doesn't follow his lane though the zig zag and she thinks I cut her off. Red light at the next block and a guy in the back seat is yelling at me and flipping me off. I flip him off too. He jumps out of the car and comes up to me window yelling at me. The light turns green and I take off. The son of a bitch kicked the side of my vehicle. Next block has red light I stop. Look in the rear view and this guy is running down the middle of the road at me. I look both ways and it's clear and I just gun it. The ended up in front of me on a busy road later and I got the tag number. A little later down the road there was a deputy dealing with a rather large gator on the side of the road and I stopped, told her what happened, gave her tag info, then I went on my way.

Now I drive a Avalanche and the stupid shits that like to try to mess with me with their little POS cars are dumbasses. It's always the poeple driving little shitty cars trying to fuck with me in my heavier than normal truck.

Yes.  

Whenever possible, drive to a public place, preferably somewhere with a CAMERA like the gas pumps at a convenience store, a bank drive-thru, etc...or even better A POLICE STATION. I did that once, got a guy on my azz who just would NOT give up so I drove to Uniform Division North...he skeedaddled as soon as I hit the parking lot.

Carry OC in your car...it's cheaper than shooting someone. All of the armchair Rambo's here will say "Draw-Down", yeah, then take out 2-3 years of your life while you deal with the courts and pay every last cent you have and then max-out ALL of your credit cards and take out a second mortgage for attorney fees...over some ass-hole who got pissed at you in traffic. Besides, it's more fun to watch said ass-hole dance in the middle of the street acting like his ugly face was in a Fry-o-Lator for a half hour or so, wishing that he had just left you the hell alone.

DOCUMENT, DOCUMENT, DOCUMENT!!! If you DO have to OC someone, be ready for the race to the court house to file your report FIRST. The first name on the report usually goes under the heading "Victim" and that is where your name should be.

DON'T INSTIGATE!!! If you follow someone down, you already had it coming whether you were right or not.

Yep. I was driving down Bell Rd. in PHX and some fucker cut me off. It was summer, we both had our windows down and I called him an asshole.

THAT set him off. He starts slamming his brakes on in front of me, weaving like he's gonna sideswipe me and-get this-starts spouting off white supremecist crap at me. Other ARFcommers have seen me-I'm Irish white. HE was white.

YES, I had my Sig with me but instead of pulling over and confronting this asswipe, I just let him follow me to the nearest cop shop (Union Hills Rd) and he split when I pulled into their parking lot.

I've had a few less interesting instances, but nothing to get out the good stationery and write home about.

I was driving through OK on a 2 lane back road (don't remember where) when I came into a little town. I slowed to the posted 35MPH and continued on, as I approached an intersection a car pulled out in front of me from a blind side street. I nailed my breaks and laid on the air horns, I then preceded to flip him the bird and cuss every member of his family back to the beginning of time. About a block later he pulled to the side, I had to drive about a 1/4 block past him to pull over. I jumped out of the truck ready to destroy him, I WAS FUCKING PISSED.  As I hit the ground I saw the light that must have been green for him and red for me I approached him very sheepishly with hands kinda raised palm forward showing I was not a threat (I WAS VERY EMBARRASSED). Well, as it turns out the road into town was a down grade and had I been in a car, or the EVENT BANNER not been stretched across the road, I would have seen the light (and to make things worse, as I passed under the banner, I still could not see the signal because of my drop visor). The guy who turned out to be the mayor was nice about it and we talked about the placement of the banner, he had it moved back a block and a half and raised a little higher.
    I have never felt that much like a douchebag jackass before or since

....but then I grew up. Not worth it folks.

Not worth it...Story

Two men arrested in what could have been a disastrous road-rage shootout on Interstate 95 Sunday offered an insight into the psychology of aggression on the highway when each sought police to report the other’s actions, experts said. No one was injured in the rolling gun battle that ended with four bullet holes in a Scion, including two in the car’s cabin, and included a volley of gunfire by the Scion’s driver, who shot across the passenger seat where a woman was sitting, according to the Florida Highway Patrol. The fact both sought to report the other points to the extreme perspectives that can appear in a road-rage confrontation, said Dominik Guess , a University of North Florida associate professor of social and cognitive psychology. “We don’t see the world how it is; we see the world through our own eyes,” said Guess, who studies decision-making as part of his research. Neither of the men probably believed they were wrong, he said. Charles Richard Butler, 33, of St. Augustine, and Doyle W. Jungkurth, 61, of Jacksonville, were charged with two counts each of aggravated battery and discharging a firearm into an occupied vehicle. They were released from the St. Johns County jail Monday on $7,500 bail.

Sage advice...

recently I was driving on the Turnpike when some asshole cut me off.  I caught up in traffic, and he was blocked in, so I was able to pass.  He got behind me and started tailing me really close.  He was in a new style Escalade and I'm in my POS grand am - so it looks like there is a dump truck in my back seat.  Anyway, I slow down to piss him off, not letting the traffic go around the slow guy in the right lane.  I made my point after a couple miles, so I got over.  Escalade driver decides to pull window to window with me and get into a stare down contest with me.  I don't take that kind of thing very well, so I roll my window down and pull within a couple inches of his car and slap the shit out of his passenger door with my hand.  This makes a lot of noise and does no damage.  I learned how to do that in HS, lol...

He didn't like that very much

Turns out he and I wanted to exit the same place, but I was in the right lane.  He tried to speed up to get in front of me, but I wouldn't let him over.  He slowed down, so I slowed down.  He even tried to merge into me, but I kept my lane (my car isn't worth the gas I put into it, so I didn't care if he hit me).  I forced him to miss his exit and he was freakin PISSED.  Next exit was 15 miles north of his intended exit.

Was I an ass?  Absolutely.  I give what I receive.

Was riding with my BIL when my sister first started dating him about 14 years ago, he was driving his little red honda civic and taking me and my girlfriend and my sister to see a movie. This little old VW beetle was tailgating him and i dont think i have ever seen a person get so mad, my BIL is full blooded Philipino and he was visibly turning red. Well the beetle gets in front somehow and brake checks him at the next light right before it turns red, i have never seen a person undo a seat belt and exit a vehicle so fast in my life!! before i knew it he was out of the car and reaching through this guys window chocking him out the light turns green and this guy takes off!! My BIL walk back to the car, gets in, buckles his seat belt, and acts like nothing ever happened!! Now it is the funniest thing to talk about but then i was thinking holy shit my sister is dating a psychotic philipino bodybuilder!!

I passed a mustang that was fucking around with us.

He was going slow and weaving back and forth.



I passed him and he started following us, showing his badge etc.

I pulled over in the police parking lot and asked him to follow me in there so we can talk.



He said something vulgar and left.

I've never gone after anyone for something occurring especially while driving.  I look at it this way; we are both moving and hopefully away from each other.  No reason to change my schedule or that person's over some belief that I am right or vice versa.  Of course I have no control over the other person.



The one road rage incident I was involved in I did not instigate and in the long run was right in my actions but unfortunately the other individual did not feel that way.  The actions of the other individual not only put me at risk but the crazy guy and other drivers.  I'm pretty sure I could have sprayed OC (if I had anything like that) or even shot this person but that would have resulted in a lot of other issues as it was an off duty LEO.  



Not a full story that I will share in GD.

Been in more than a couple.  Guy spit at me just a few weeks ago, because, he said, I didn't use my signal to merge.  I blinked it once as he was trying to cut me off from merging and slid in.  I suspect my GUNS SAFE LIFE bumper sticker was as much the reason he was indignant as anything.

Involved in one many years ago as witness.  I'm going down a hill and see a girl brake check some asshole riding her ass, swerving and acting the fool.  He hit her.  As I went by, he jumped out and ran to her door.  I turned around, calling 911, and pulled in behind him, ready to draw down.  He took his hands off her when I yelled at him.  Turned out she was a secretary for a local civil litigator that did accident injuries, etc.  Cop took my info as witness when they got there. Got a call about six months later from the aggressor's insurance investigator.  I told him what I saw and told him they better settle for anything the girl wanted then dump the guy's policy because he was a violent hothead.  "I see.  Thank you for your time."  

Saw a nasty one in Chicago years ago.  Guys were bashing each other's cars on the 90/94.  Made good contact at least two or three times, aggressively going after one another.  911 seemed disinterested.  Off duty trooper in the backseat I was with said, "Fuck em.  Let 'em kill each other."  I guess that's what 20 years of cynicism gets you.

John

yep. I was leaving a gas station in my play car. 2000 mercury Cougar I use as a show car. Chrome, nitrous, carbon fiber, nice wheels, etc. The guy in the other car was eating something sloppy. He acted like he was going left out of the driveway so I started to go right. At the LAST possible moment he jerked the wheel hard left and almost hit me. I also have a nice Italian air horn on the Cougar so it’s loud as hell. He dropped whatever it was he was eating and his coffee. I, being the kind soul I am, laughed my ass off at him, pulled out and headed to the interstate. He gunned it and tried to catch up. He did once we got on the interstate and tried to run me and my wife under a semi truck. I ended up gassing it getting in front of the truck, getting into the inside lane, slowing down, getting behind the truck, then getting behind the asshole. This went on for a few minutes until I got bored and lost him in traffic.
I noticed the truck driver laughing his ass off at me playing ring around the trucker with this asshole.