Anyone Here Admit To Road Rage? Have Any Stories?

The things I say in traffic are really rather graphic, but that's the extent of my road rage.

A trucker pissed me off going 15mph below the speed limit in the left lane on the highway. I was able to get in front of him and decided to go 10mph below him until he changed lanes. When he changed lanes I changed too and kept going super slow. He followed me all the way to my exit. When I stopped at the light for the exit I saw him getting out and throwing his hands up while approaching my vehicle. I immediately sped off. Yea I was trashy for that. I laugh about it now but could’ve went bad quickly

I braked checked a lady in a 80’s Cadillac. She braked so hard she turned sideways then overcorrected. 2 mins later she’s passing me up.

Cussing behind the wheel is what keeps me sane.

I still roll coal with my F-650 mod when people would drive the speed limit or less.

frick those rule followers.

Only once. It is why I don't carry a grenade launcher anymore.

My wife thinks I have road rage because I cuss people out left and right for driving like morons.

BUT

I do it with the windows rolled up and it’s cathartic for me. I don’t pull up at stop lights and yell at people, it’s just me yelling inside my truck. I have seen some real road rage, and what I have is not road rage.

I was backing out of parking lot in Baton Rouge. I looked both ways and saw no one was coming.

As I backed up, with an awareness of any possible approaching vehicles, I saw another car quickly approach as if the driver was just going to drive through my vehicle. The other driver hit the horn and I could hear some high pitched yelling.

I wanted a confrontation because it felt like a duty. But I didn’t want to inconvenience anyone else, so I pulled forward into the parking space, and observed the other car was staying stationary in the center of the lane. Fine, I did my part to earn some crowd support. I put the transmission in park, flung open the door, took a few angry steps toward the other car and saw the other driver fling open their door too.

I was ready. It was like the 2 of us had just teleported to Sonic and only the winner was going to be dining in their car. The other would face the drive of shame.

Then I saw these long arse pink and green fingernails, and a bunch of braided blond hair weaves sitting on top a cobra-headed Shanequa and she was not happy.

My rage brain quickly and accurately assessed the gender and racial disadvantage of being in a no-win situation.

I got back in my vehicle (locked the door), and once again backed out. I could hear my new lady friend cussing my arse, taunting me, disparaging my skin color as well as my ancestry, inferred my gender preferences, while graciously inviting me to come back for more.

I’m only 2 generations removed from a single-wide, so just know how hard it was to swallow my pride.

It was the first and only physical confrontation I ever backed away from. Scarred me enough to increase my environmental awareness and risk assessment before reacting.

I have a buddy who's 6'5", 270lbs, very intimidating but the nicest guy ever. He was in his wife's car getting the oil changed or something like that when two young guys flipped him off and laughed. My buddy ended up catching up to them at a gas station down the road putting gas. He parked to the pump next to them and as soon as he got out, the young guy dropped the nozzle and sped off. Didn't even put it back.