I don't know if other parts of the country are as bad as where I live, but people on the roads here are major a-holes! I haven't had my licence long, and I had my worst "road rage" incident today.<br /><br />Ok, there is this fork intersection where the end of one pretty buzy street meets another, no light, just a stop sign, with two lanes at the stop sign, one for going left the other for going right. I'm taking a left, and their is a big van taking a right next to me, so I can't see the cars coming that well, I slowley pull out and see a red, new looking Tahoe coming towards me, I made the mistake of pulling out, I really should have waited for him to go by. Well, I pulled out in front it him, it wasn't really bad, but he had to hit the breaks, and he blew his horn at me. It wasn't like he just gave me a quick toot, this guy laid on the thing for a good five seconds, as he rode like two feet off my bumper. Now I'm starting to get anoyed, I speed up to try to get him off my ***, I maybe brought it up to 45-50 in a 30mph zone, well, the tahoe is still right on my bumper. I was on my way home, I have to take a few turns on backroads, and as I'm driving, I realize he's following me. Well, I wasn't going to let him follow me to my house, so I started turning down just ranbom streets, and he's still right behind me. At this point, I'm getting pissed, not scaired, MAD. I slam my breaks and pull over, he stops behind me and gets out of his truck, well, I jump out of my truck and we meet somewhere around my back bumper.<br /><br />This guy is maybe in his early 40's, dressed nice with a collor shirt, coming from some kind of a desk job, but he's built like a freaken tank! A lot bigger then me, I didn't realize it at the time, but if we ever got to fighting I might have been in big trouble, espechally if he got a hold of me. Well, this guy must have been having a bad day, his face is all red, just screaming at me for pulling out in front of him, then starts saying I was speeding, well, duh, he was chasing me! I didn't take it laying down, I was just as pissed as he was, we got in a big yelling and swearing match, which ended with him taking the first step back to his car.<br /><br />I pulled out in front of the guy, but was all that really necassary? This little incident has me thinking about throwing a club or somthing under my seat.<br /><br />Does this kinda stuff happend all over the country, or is it just a MA thing?
