ROAD RAGE GOTCHA
I'm cruising through the western foot hills of Maryland on my way to WV in my 3 series BMW when I get behind granny and gramps just poking along and obstructing traffic in their Buick station wagon land shark. I'm sticking a little close looking for an opportunity to pass which evidently pisses off grampa who starts gesturing with his hands, tap his brakes and slow down.
On a very long up hill section I get my opportunity and easily pass with no problem. Grampa speeds up and starts to literally ride my bumper only inches away while flipping me the finger. I can see in my mirror that this guy is practically foaming at the mouth, yelling and gesturing to himself.
I'm very familiar with this road and know I'm approaching a sharp switch back at the top of the hill so I just maintain a steady speed while gramps is glued to my bumper. Normally, I'd slow down for the switch back but this time I just maintain my speed with the thought that gramps will HAVE to back off for the corner and I can put some distance between us.
We get to the corner and I don't even tap the brakes, just zip around and look in the mirror to see where he is. Well, he attempted to follow me at speed and lost the rear end, then over corrected and went into the woods *** end first. I stopped to see if they were OK but they were already out of the car before I got there so I just went on my way with a smile.
I'm cruising through the western foot hills of Maryland on my way to WV in my 3 series BMW when I get behind granny and gramps just poking along and obstructing traffic in their Buick station wagon land shark. I'm sticking a little close looking for an opportunity to pass which evidently pisses off grampa who starts gesturing with his hands, tap his brakes and slow down.
On a very long up hill section I get my opportunity and easily pass with no problem. Grampa speeds up and starts to literally ride my bumper only inches away while flipping me the finger. I can see in my mirror that this guy is practically foaming at the mouth, yelling and gesturing to himself.
I'm very familiar with this road and know I'm approaching a sharp switch back at the top of the hill so I just maintain a steady speed while gramps is glued to my bumper. Normally, I'd slow down for the switch back but this time I just maintain my speed with the thought that gramps will HAVE to back off for the corner and I can put some distance between us.
We get to the corner and I don't even tap the brakes, just zip around and look in the mirror to see where he is. Well, he attempted to follow me at speed and lost the rear end, then over corrected and went into the woods *** end first. I stopped to see if they were OK but they were already out of the car before I got there so I just went on my way with a smile.
I'm cruising through the western foot hills of Maryland on my way to WV in my 3 series BMW when I get behind granny and gramps just poking along and obstructing traffic in their Buick station wagon land shark. I'm sticking a little close looking for an opportunity to pass which evidently pisses off grampa who starts gesturing with his hands, tap his brakes and slow down.
On a very long up hill section I get my opportunity and easily pass with no problem. Grampa speeds up and starts to literally ride my bumper only inches away while flipping me the finger. I can see in my mirror that this guy is practically foaming at the mouth, yelling and gesturing to himself.
I'm very familiar with this road and know I'm approaching a sharp switch back at the top of the hill so I just maintain a steady speed while gramps is glued to my bumper. Normally, I'd slow down for the switch back but this time I just maintain my speed with the thought that gramps will HAVE to back off for the corner and I can put some distance between us.
We get to the corner and I don't even tap the brakes, just zip around and look in the mirror to see where he is. Well, he attempted to follow me at speed and lost the rear end, then over corrected and went into the woods *** end first. I stopped to see if they were OK but they were already out of the car before I got there so I just went on my way with a smile.

Some people will just never get it though.....I'm sure it never sunk in to that guy that "yes, I am a danger to everyone on the road and I should turn in my driver's license"
I'm cruising through the western foot hills of Maryland on my way to WV in my 3 series BMW when I get behind granny and gramps just poking along and obstructing traffic in their Buick station wagon land shark. I'm sticking a little close looking for an opportunity to pass which evidently pisses off grampa who starts gesturing with his hands, tap his brakes and slow down.
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I just can't stand these "road rage" *******s...
Last edited by Hazy1; May 16, 2008 at 10:01 PM.
That was one reason I got the E55. When I had an ML430, people could do that and keep me behind them for as long as they wanted. Some kid in a Lancer did that to me for over 10 miles and I wasn't terribly happy. I came home and told the wife that life with the ML would end shortly. Now, it's rare that they can close the gap fast enough to keep me from getting around.
My philosophy: Always buy the car with the most powerful engine to avoid **** drivers that clog up our roads.
its just impossible do deal with people on the roads. i cant drive 65 on the freeway (when there is no traffic), but when you pass them, the get pissed. its a no win situation with these kind of people.
but, i cant stand those people who break check. especially those who drive nice cars (it is so NOT classy, and very dangerous)
when i came to this country, i was amazed by how people are nice to each other. bud god darn, when they get in their cars, its like everybody just wants to kill each other. so sad...
I think I've brake-checked maybe 10 people in 20 years of driving, as it's pretty much a move of last resort for me and I get very few people truly riding my ***.
The only unforseen consequence that I have ever had in doing so was the 1st week that I got the E55. I was driving the car home from picking it up in Cincinnati and visiting the in-laws for a week. There was a young redneck in a Toyota pickup towing a couple of jet-skis in the left lane on the Interstate. I had been (fairly) patiently waiting for a few miles to get around this douche and cut him off somewhat when he left a bit of a hole. Similar to the guy in the Cherokee, he came flying up and rode my *** by less than 10 feet. When I looked up, this guy had also taken both hands off of the wheel to give me the double bird. I hit the brakes pretty good and he slamed on his brakes and drifted into the other lane in the process. The problem was that there was a young mother in the other lane with a couple of young kids in the back and he nearly ran her off the road. I felt like a complete ******* for nearly killing this innocent family to prove a point to some dip*****.
I now pay attention to any other cars that might be in the vicinity before attempting to dish out my version of vigilante justice. If anyone else is around, I just head on up the road.
One last thought. I find it truly amazing how many people will honk, gesture, and act like complete *******s in traffic, but won't roll down their window or even look at you when you pull up next to them and roll your window down to attempt to address the situation.
i do, however fully understand you. i get to see those people in the freeway fairly often. but, as soon as i pass them i try to just get as far ahead of them as possible. (if traffic permits) even if i have to exceed the speed limit. in my view it is the less risky act than brake checking, because you might not always see the car or cars behind the *****. And those are the ones who expect to break hard the least.
after all the whole point to pass that idiot going slow in a left lane is to go on with you life a little bit faster than him/or her. right?





