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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David vs Goliath.Just remembered one.
Whilst riding through a carpark in York (the one near the castle), I come face to face with a monsterous Chelsea Tractor. It was huge. Armoured divisions go to war in smaller vehicles than this thing. Of course, it was all gleaming paint and chrome; never been off road, and never will.
The carpark has a one-way system, and this beast had turned against the arrow. So there I am, on my tiny little motorbike (Chituma CTM-125: images1.reviewcentre.com/sent-in/item97959.jpg), a dinky little Chinese toy, a machine that Noddy's little car could outperform, facing down this giant of a machine.
Of course, I could have just nimbly squeezed past and gone on my way, but nope. I stopped, went into neutral, and took my hands off the handlebars; a sure sign that I'm going nowhere. The driver of the beast, the monster, the titan, gestured angrily. I pointed at the white arrow emblazoned on the road in front of me. His gestures got angrier. I pointed at the arrow again. This went on for a little while...
...and then he reversed and went round the proper way! I sat stunned for a few moments, hardly believing what had just happened, then proceeded to find a parking space.
Turned out, though, it was something stupid like £4 an hour. I left to find myself a nice council-run parking space, where I would be exempt from paying. :)
(, Mon 16 Oct 2006, 0:40, Reply)
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