Road RageLast week I had to stop a guy attacking another one in the middle of the road - one had run the lights whilst on the phone and the other had objected. I actually had to take the attacker's car keys out of their car and tell him he wasn't getting them back till he calmed down.
Looking back on it, I was lucky I was feeling all parental and in control or the situation could have panned out very differently.
Have you lost it on the roads, or have you been on the recieving end of some nutter?
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chthonic, Thu 12 Oct 2006, 21:31)
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dad rage!my dad was the king of the road rage.
I remember getting a lift home with my five years ago, getting a lift home with dad.
a mini cut him up at the traffic lights... dad started fuming and leapt out at the next set of lights to admonish the driver.
like a sitcom, four huuuge rugby player types unfolded themselves from the mini and proceeded to knock dad to the floor.
I could only look on helplessly and scream like a girl (which I am).
eventually the rugger types gave up, and drove off. dad picked himself up and limped back to the car. he turned to me, smiled and said "that taught them".
my dad was splendid
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biscuitbiscuit is in ur garden, watering ur plantz, Thu 12 Oct 2006, 22:48,
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