Miata Road Rage Episode = Happy Ending!

[cam76034]

So yesterday evening around 8:00, the and I were returning home from a grocery store run for some baby back ribs and Bluebell "Candy Jar" ice cream when I found myself behind a slow moving SUV in the right hand lane. I needed to be in that lane because I would be turning right about 100 yards down the road, but this guy was plodding along, at least until I started to pass him on the left at which point he suddenly found his accelerator and proceeded to race me to the stop sign.

I guess his feelings were a bit hurt when I arrived at the stop sign before him, because he pulled right up on my rear end and started to honk his horn and flash his high beams. I turned right, he turned right, and this went on for another mile to the next stop sign. At this point he is on the horn nonstop, which was a bit annoying since the top was down, so I turned around and much to my surprise, he's giving me the finger from the windshield of his SUV! (SUVs, why do they hate us so?)

I smiled back and laughed as I tried to communicate through universal sign language that since my was seated right next to me I would be unable to accomodate his amorous proposition and perhaps he should go solo this time instead.

Apparently my sign language skills leave a lot to be desired because instead of calming him down, this seemed to agitate him even more, following me right, then left, with flashing headlights and horn blaring while inches from my rear bumper. Another mile and half of this and my is becoming nervous when a car tops the hill in front of us. I flashed my headlights and motioned towards the moron behind me who was apparently oblivious to the white car with the light rack on top, until the last moment when he realized he'd been punked, cut off his lights and turned onto a residential street. That must have looked a little suspicious because the cop hit his lights and followed him around the corner.

I did a ewee and started to go back when the reminded me that since I had been driving the speed limit of 30mph this entire time, my Bluebell was melting and did I really want to spend another 45 minutes providing ID and insurance and It actually made sense, so I headed home instead.

Still, it would have been fun to go back and see a vehicle search or roadside sobriety test in progress.

[smartmx5]

Nice!!

[Billy Blaze]

thats priceless.....lmao
I hope he got what he deserved

[Nails]

Next time go back and get pics w/ camera phone. I'll buy ya another ice cream! Too funny!

[trickyrix]

Perfect timing...

[Radio-Active]

Great ending!

[onething]

Next time give up the 30 seconds it would have taken to get to the corner (100 Yards?) and avoid the chances of getting run over or shot.

[MadMonkey]

Next time give up the 30 seconds it would have taken to get to the corner (100 Yards?) and avoid the chances of getting run over or shot.

+1. I learned a long time ago that it's best just to take it and use those seconds you just "wasted" to be thankful that you have the ability to be out on the road

Yeah, I still get grumpy from time to time but I've calmed down significantly in the last year or so. Probably because my daily commute went from 80 miles to 4 miles

[cam76034]

Next time give up the 30 seconds it would have taken to get to the corner (100 Yards?) and avoid the chances of getting run over or shot.

There was more than enough distance to pass safely, it wasn't till I passed him that he decided to stop texting, scratching his poison oak, counting all that money in his purse, whatever he was doing that prevented him from doing more than 10mph on a public road. Didn't I mention my Bluebell was melting?

[Darron65]

I thought a person needed good karma to be rewarded like that. Congrats!

[channelmaniac]

Maybe you could've used your insurance company contacts to report his driving style.

[creek]

I wouldn't exactly call it road rage but...............Last Saturday I was driving out to my dads to work on his Miata again, don't ask, and tooling along on I20 when a Cadillac CTS entered the freeway right in front of me doing about 50 mph. I waited for him to get up to speed but he just kept going 50 or so. I moved into the left lane and began to pass. He accelerated and kept pace with me up to 85 mph, so I gave up, slowed and moved back over to the right as we crested a hill. The State Trooper parked on the shoulder nearly ran me over trying to get after the Cadillac still doing 85. I didn't harbor any ill feelings and gave the Cadillac a polite wave as I went by.

[Radio-Active]

I wouldn't exactly call it road rage but...............Last Saturday I was driving out to my dads to work on his Miata again, don't ask, and tooling along on I20 when a Cadillac CTS entered the freeway right in front of me doing about 50 mph.

[RANT]What ever happened to the art of merging with traffic???

Why is it that SUV's with huge V8 and sports cars with the 300+ horsepower engines have to insist on slowing everybody else down to 50MPH when they get on the highway?[/RANT]

[trickyrix]

Coming back from Laguna Seca, I ran into TWO douchebags on I-5 that felt the need to screw with me. I came up behind the first guy in his ginormous Toyota Tundra, who was in the left lane (probably had truck nuts, can't remember). We were both making our way past right-lane traffic, running about 5 over the limit. Once traffic cleared and he didn't move over, I pulled out to pass him on the right. Well, of course, the SOB hits the gas and paces me up to about 100 until I had to slow down for the next car and tuck in behind him. At this point, he slows back down to 5 over the limit. This went on for probably 10 miles before he pulled off.

The, like clockwork, a bunch of dudes in mom's minivan pulled the exact same trick about 5 miles down the road. Again, after they got their fill, they pulled off to go to Stuckey's - I guess they were looking for a truck-stop hooker to beat up.

Can't figure out what the hell their problem was... I didn't "flash to pass" or otherwise harass these idiots. Makes me wish I had two things for my next trip to Cali... a supercharger and a gun.