I threw a half full 1 liter bottle of soda at the windshield of a then parked vehicle. The ***** had cut me off to go around a turning vehicle then pulled over to park.
I rode by on the right and threw the bottle. Unfortunately being right handed meant the throw had to go across my body and I also had to turn to get the target in site. The result was I went grossly off balance and almost lost it. Lesson learned, anger leads to unexpected results.
The soda did make quite an impact though as she had just exited the vehicle.........
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This is Africa, 1943. War spits out its violence overhead and the sandy graveyard swallows it up. Her name is King Nine, B-25, medium bomber, Twelfth Air Force. On a hot, still morning she took off from Tunisia to bomb the southern tip of Italy. An errant piece of flak tore a hole in a wing tank and, like a wounded bird, this is where she landed, not to return on this day, or any other day.