Originally Posted by
chriskitch
A couple of aging metal chicks hit me in the head with a coffee cup at a stop light last week...
Unfortunately for them, I caught up to them at the next light and spit on them through the open window of their aging white Grand Am...
How could something so wrong feel so good?....
A group of girls threw a glass bottle at me unprovoked two weeks back, going 15-20 mph, laughing about it.
I pulled the U out of my belt, caught up to them at the next red, and tapped on the passenger-side window.
They just about crapped themselves. "Please, don't break my windows, please!" I told them in no uncertain terms just how I felt about their actions and took off, leaving their windows intact.
I felt like I was in the right, but now I realize that I need to just blow these people off when **** like that goes down. Who knows who will take your ass out for reacting to road rage....