Originally Posted by Shiznaz
Some joker comes up behind me fast and honking on front street when the inside lane is totally open. Starts tailgating me and honking more. We get to a light, he rolls down his window and gives me the spiel. He says I am breaking the law so I pretty much recite the highway traffic act, then he says its 'common sense' to ride in the gutter. I ask him to turn around his car so we can ask the cop a block back but he declines, calls me a prick and tries to spit on me from inside his car. Then he paces me for a while on front west of spadina yelling "PRICK PRICK PRICK PRICK" He overtakes me and stops at the light at bathurst. His car gets boxed in. As I pass him on the right I stop, give his side door a really big kick, and go on my merry way and take the first alleyway I can. He definitely wasn't in a saturn.
Jesus, you're some kind of vigilante. I admire your alacrity for confrontation; though I can't help but worry about your safety. Maybe you're a huge guy and love fighting, in which case, keep on keeping on. Otherwise, I'd suggest you pick and choose your battles carefully. I had a motorist pull a knife on me a couple years back for flipping him off on Bloor street. Up until that incident I was a complete hothead when it came to drivers acting foolish; but when I saw the pyscho look in his eyes—that unmistakable glare that says "I'm totally unhinged and I don't give a f*ck"—I knew I had messed up. I'm not willing to die over bull****, which is what 99% of these incidents are.
Now I'm not denying that guy had it coming to him; in fact, a part of me was cheering for you as I read that post. I'm just saying you might want to think twice before hoofing in someones passenger door.