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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Cycle RageSitting in a traffic jam in Walthamstow, hand brake on, out of gear, I am shaken from my reverie by a thump on the side of my car and turn to see a large young man and his bike cartwheeling over my bonnet. Gosh, I thought, I hope that the young man is not badly injured, and went to get out of the car to assist him. Unfortunately it appeared to this chap that my stationary vehicle was at fault for him hitting it and he wanted to exact retribution by 'kicking my fucking face in', however unfair that may have sounded to me at the time.
So I decided to stay in my car.
As he came around towards my door I heard a noise from behind and saw a man get out of his white van, shouting at the young man and gesticulating in a threatening manner. He seemed to agree with my summation of events and that indeed this 'fucking twat cyclist' was actually to blame for the incident rather than me.
So they started fighting.
The traffic now cleared and as I pulled away all I could see in the rear view mirror was the two men locked together on the ground in the middle of the road. I decided to let them sort it out between each other.
So if you are confronted by a road rage madman, just stay in the car and wait for the white van man to arrive - superhero to the wrongly abused motorist.
(, Fri 13 Oct 2006, 14:01, Reply)
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