Ever been chased by a crazed road rage driver?
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Forgive me if I am the last to spot this.... but has anyone else read this??
http://www.pistonheads.com/gassing/topic.asp?h=0&a...
Looks like both cars were piloted by PH members!
http://www.pistonheads.com/gassing/topic.asp?h=0&a...
Looks like both cars were piloted by PH members!
Edited by V8 Disco on Monday 28th June 22:10
V8 Disco said:
Forgive me if I am the last to spot this.... but has anyone else read this??
http://www.pistonheads.com/gassing/topic.asp?h=0&a...
Looks like both cars were piloted by PH members!
Yes - you're the last to spot it. You fail. You lose 20 brazillion of your internetz.http://www.pistonheads.com/gassing/topic.asp?h=0&a...
Looks like both cars were piloted by PH members!
Edited by V8 Disco on Monday 28th June 22:10
You don't think it could be a deliberate wind-up, do you.......?
littleredrooster said:
V8 Disco said:
Forgive me if I am the last to spot this.... but has anyone else read this??
http://www.pistonheads.com/gassing/topic.asp?h=0&a...
Looks like both cars were piloted by PH members!
Yes - you're the last to spot it. You fail. You lose 20 brazillion of your internetz.http://www.pistonheads.com/gassing/topic.asp?h=0&a...
Looks like both cars were piloted by PH members!
Edited by V8 Disco on Monday 28th June 22:10
You don't think it could be a deliberate wind-up, do you.......?
I just remembered when I first passed my test myself and some friends were out enjoying our new found freedom and off to meet some rather attractive crumpet. We were in convoy (3 of us I believe) on the A36, when this nutter started tailing my mate two cars back, then he over took him and proceeded to overtake my other friend and then started tailing me. I don't quite have the patience as my other friends do and decided to give him a slight tap of the brake. This was the worst decision I had ever made, the guy went completely and utterly nuts. He tried at every opportunity to get past myself (his car was a really crap Citroen Saxo 1.0 or something equally s
te). He then got in front of me when we were going through Bathampton, when he jammed his brakes on and stopped almost in the middle of the road. I totally freaked out (I had only been driving 4 hours prior to this). He then got out and started walking towards my car doing stupid slitting of the throat actions, which I didn't doubt he would do going by his dress standards. I didn't fancy having a black eye with the prospect of this crumpet later on that evening, so I revved my car to the governor and did my first wheel spin (which did feel pretty cool if I am honest) and charged at this utter tt. I wasn't going to stop, whether I hit him or not. The way I was feeling then I couldn't care. My friends proceeded to do the same thing, one of which hit the guys wing mirror off with his parents Volvo... Woops.
Cue 2 months later when I was leaving my summer job of Adventure Castle supervisor (best job and easiest job ever) I spotted his car parked on the side of the road. It still had a missing wing mirror and every day I was waiting for the day to see this overweight tt. This never happened, however the front bumper of this Land Rover I was borrowing for a summer had a strange attraction towards this guys car. But I chickened out everytime I drove towards his car in a state of anger.
te). He then got in front of me when we were going through Bathampton, when he jammed his brakes on and stopped almost in the middle of the road. I totally freaked out (I had only been driving 4 hours prior to this). He then got out and started walking towards my car doing stupid slitting of the throat actions, which I didn't doubt he would do going by his dress standards. I didn't fancy having a black eye with the prospect of this crumpet later on that evening, so I revved my car to the governor and did my first wheel spin (which did feel pretty cool if I am honest) and charged at this utter tt. I wasn't going to stop, whether I hit him or not. The way I was feeling then I couldn't care. My friends proceeded to do the same thing, one of which hit the guys wing mirror off with his parents Volvo... Woops.Cue 2 months later when I was leaving my summer job of Adventure Castle supervisor (best job and easiest job ever) I spotted his car parked on the side of the road. It still had a missing wing mirror and every day I was waiting for the day to see this overweight t
t. This never happened, however the front bumper of this Land Rover I was borrowing for a summer had a strange attraction towards this guys car. But I chickened out everytime I drove towards his car in a state of anger. 
I was chased a few years ago and I must admit I totally st it.
I was 19 and driving my C2 GT. Somehow I managed to upset the driver of a new (at the time) Transit van.
While I appreciate 110ish bhp isn't loads I thought that it would be enough to see off a tranny. Not so. The driver was of the skinhead/daily sport demographic, as was his passenger. The guy was hugging my rear bumper and so I slammed my brakes on (thinking I was the tough guy........).
This made van man angry, he overtook me and handbraked to a halt before getting out of his van. I filled my trousers and reversed away at speed. He followed.
I'm ashamed to say that I had to drive quite quickly down some domestic streets to eventually shake him off (it was about 2am).
Never since have I 'brake-tested' anyone, nor shown any road rage.
t it.I was 19 and driving my C2 GT. Somehow I managed to upset the driver of a new (at the time) Transit van.
While I appreciate 110ish bhp isn't loads I thought that it would be enough to see off a tranny. Not so. The driver was of the skinhead/daily sport demographic, as was his passenger. The guy was hugging my rear bumper and so I slammed my brakes on (thinking I was the tough guy........).
This made van man angry, he overtook me and handbraked to a halt before getting out of his van. I filled my trousers and reversed away at speed. He followed.
I'm ashamed to say that I had to drive quite quickly down some domestic streets to eventually shake him off (it was about 2am).
Never since have I 'brake-tested' anyone, nor shown any road rage.
I was coming home in the dark down a busy two (later three) lane main road and there were 4 or 5 kids in a Suzuki Swift. The old one, with green P plates on it. Not a GTi.
There traffic was moderate, but they tried to race me. I did the same, just for a laugh, because I was on a motorbike that was infinitely faster than their car.
I then got in front, and began to make progress through the traffic. They followed, even through a red light to try and catch up with me.
I turned off the road, turned down a small residential road and then realized they were actually following me. First time it's ever happened to me, so I wound it out a little and lost them pretty quick
There traffic was moderate, but they tried to race me. I did the same, just for a laugh, because I was on a motorbike that was infinitely faster than their car.
I then got in front, and began to make progress through the traffic. They followed, even through a red light to try and catch up with me.
I turned off the road, turned down a small residential road and then realized they were actually following me. First time it's ever happened to me, so I wound it out a little and lost them pretty quick
Edited by Typhon on Tuesday 29th June 08:10
I had an incident yesterday and am wondering whether to report it. Given the aggressiveness of the character, I wouldn't be surprised if it were already well-known to the local BiB anyway:
I'm bimbling over to Cobham when a blue 206 pulls out of a driveway on The Ridgeway no doubt expecting me to do an emergency stop and let it out. I swerve to avoid it and carry on my bimbling way. Said car then roars up behind me flashing its lights, overtakes me and stops. This is by a traffic calming island restricting the width of the road to a single carriageway, so unless I can throw a reverse J-turn, I'm blocked in.
Ulp. A Creature has got out of the car, and is coming towards me shouting and shaking its fists in the air. I can't quite make out what it's saying, but the one phrase I do manage to catch rhymes with 'bucking hunt'. Thankfully there's a man in a van about to pull out of another driveway who sees all this, otherwise I don't know what the Creature would have done. Or maybe it was sufficiently enraged that it wouldn't have mattered if there were someone else there or not. Anyhow, Creature gets back in the car and drives off. Great, I think. It's had a rant and will go away now.
Oooh nooo. It's waiting for me at the next mini-roundabout where it does a full circle, gesticulating and yelling obscenities at me, before turning off to the left. Great, I think. It's had a rant and will go away now.
Oooh nooo. Creature has done a u-turn and is now behind me, an inch off my bumper, flashing headlights, still ranting and raving. I'm getting really quite scared now, thinking it's going to ram the car, try and run me off the road, anything. I decide to head for where there are people, and hope it will go away. Creature firmly on my bumper, I nail the car down to a garage / petrol station and pull in.
Oooh nooo. Creature is undeterred, has got out of the car and is coming towards me, still shouting. I'm not about to find out what it might do - it's clearly on drugs (or needs to be), so I seize a gap in the traffic, put my foot to the floor and with a bit of Starsky & Hutch style driving get the hell out of there hoping it doesn't follow. Luckily I managed to get rid of it.
I occasionally get chavs trying it on, no doubt motivated by envy. I ignore it, thinking "I'm in an Elise, you're not, and what's more you never will be." If someone's tailgating, I pull over and let them past. I have never experienced anything like this, and hope I never do again. It took two hours and a large glass of wine before I'd stopped shaking.
I'm bimbling over to Cobham when a blue 206 pulls out of a driveway on The Ridgeway no doubt expecting me to do an emergency stop and let it out. I swerve to avoid it and carry on my bimbling way. Said car then roars up behind me flashing its lights, overtakes me and stops. This is by a traffic calming island restricting the width of the road to a single carriageway, so unless I can throw a reverse J-turn, I'm blocked in.
Ulp. A Creature has got out of the car, and is coming towards me shouting and shaking its fists in the air. I can't quite make out what it's saying, but the one phrase I do manage to catch rhymes with 'bucking hunt'. Thankfully there's a man in a van about to pull out of another driveway who sees all this, otherwise I don't know what the Creature would have done. Or maybe it was sufficiently enraged that it wouldn't have mattered if there were someone else there or not. Anyhow, Creature gets back in the car and drives off. Great, I think. It's had a rant and will go away now.
Oooh nooo. It's waiting for me at the next mini-roundabout where it does a full circle, gesticulating and yelling obscenities at me, before turning off to the left. Great, I think. It's had a rant and will go away now.
Oooh nooo. Creature has done a u-turn and is now behind me, an inch off my bumper, flashing headlights, still ranting and raving. I'm getting really quite scared now, thinking it's going to ram the car, try and run me off the road, anything. I decide to head for where there are people, and hope it will go away. Creature firmly on my bumper, I nail the car down to a garage / petrol station and pull in.
Oooh nooo. Creature is undeterred, has got out of the car and is coming towards me, still shouting. I'm not about to find out what it might do - it's clearly on drugs (or needs to be), so I seize a gap in the traffic, put my foot to the floor and with a bit of Starsky & Hutch style driving get the hell out of there hoping it doesn't follow. Luckily I managed to get rid of it.
I occasionally get chavs trying it on, no doubt motivated by envy. I ignore it, thinking "I'm in an Elise, you're not, and what's more you never will be." If someone's tailgating, I pull over and let them past. I have never experienced anything like this, and hope I never do again. It took two hours and a large glass of wine before I'd stopped shaking.
Mobile Chicane said:
I had an incident yesterday and am wondering whether to report it. Given the aggressiveness of the character, I wouldn't be surprised if it were already well-known to the local BiB anyway:
I'm bimbling over to Cobham when a blue 206 pulls out of a driveway on The Ridgeway no doubt expecting me to do an emergency stop and let it out. I swerve to avoid it and carry on my bimbling way. Said car then roars up behind me flashing its lights, overtakes me and stops. This is by a traffic calming island restricting the width of the road to a single carriageway, so unless I can throw a reverse J-turn, I'm blocked in.
Ulp. A Creature has got out of the car, and is coming towards me shouting and shaking its fists in the air. I can't quite make out what it's saying, but the one phrase I do manage to catch rhymes with 'bucking hunt'. Thankfully there's a man in a van about to pull out of another driveway who sees all this, otherwise I don't know what the Creature would have done. Or maybe it was sufficiently enraged that it wouldn't have mattered if there were someone else there or not. Anyhow, Creature gets back in the car and drives off. Great, I think. It's had a rant and will go away now.
Oooh nooo. It's waiting for me at the next mini-roundabout where it does a full circle, gesticulating and yelling obscenities at me, before turning off to the left. Great, I think. It's had a rant and will go away now.
Oooh nooo. Creature has done a u-turn and is now behind me, an inch off my bumper, flashing headlights, still ranting and raving. I'm getting really quite scared now, thinking it's going to ram the car, try and run me off the road, anything. I decide to head for where there are people, and hope it will go away. Creature firmly on my bumper, I nail the car down to a garage / petrol station and pull in.
Oooh nooo. Creature is undeterred, has got out of the car and is coming towards me, still shouting. I'm not about to find out what it might do - it's clearly on drugs (or needs to be), so I seize a gap in the traffic, put my foot to the floor and with a bit of Starsky & Hutch style driving get the hell out of there hoping it doesn't follow. Luckily I managed to get rid of it.
I occasionally get chavs trying it on, no doubt motivated by envy. I ignore it, thinking "I'm in an Elise, you're not, and what's more you never will be." If someone's tailgating, I pull over and let them past. I have never experienced anything like this, and hope I never do again. It took two hours and a large glass of wine before I'd stopped shaking.
Sounds worth reporting to me. Presumably there will be CCTV from the garage forecourt?I'm bimbling over to Cobham when a blue 206 pulls out of a driveway on The Ridgeway no doubt expecting me to do an emergency stop and let it out. I swerve to avoid it and carry on my bimbling way. Said car then roars up behind me flashing its lights, overtakes me and stops. This is by a traffic calming island restricting the width of the road to a single carriageway, so unless I can throw a reverse J-turn, I'm blocked in.
Ulp. A Creature has got out of the car, and is coming towards me shouting and shaking its fists in the air. I can't quite make out what it's saying, but the one phrase I do manage to catch rhymes with 'bucking hunt'. Thankfully there's a man in a van about to pull out of another driveway who sees all this, otherwise I don't know what the Creature would have done. Or maybe it was sufficiently enraged that it wouldn't have mattered if there were someone else there or not. Anyhow, Creature gets back in the car and drives off. Great, I think. It's had a rant and will go away now.
Oooh nooo. It's waiting for me at the next mini-roundabout where it does a full circle, gesticulating and yelling obscenities at me, before turning off to the left. Great, I think. It's had a rant and will go away now.
Oooh nooo. Creature has done a u-turn and is now behind me, an inch off my bumper, flashing headlights, still ranting and raving. I'm getting really quite scared now, thinking it's going to ram the car, try and run me off the road, anything. I decide to head for where there are people, and hope it will go away. Creature firmly on my bumper, I nail the car down to a garage / petrol station and pull in.
Oooh nooo. Creature is undeterred, has got out of the car and is coming towards me, still shouting. I'm not about to find out what it might do - it's clearly on drugs (or needs to be), so I seize a gap in the traffic, put my foot to the floor and with a bit of Starsky & Hutch style driving get the hell out of there hoping it doesn't follow. Luckily I managed to get rid of it.
I occasionally get chavs trying it on, no doubt motivated by envy. I ignore it, thinking "I'm in an Elise, you're not, and what's more you never will be." If someone's tailgating, I pull over and let them past. I have never experienced anything like this, and hope I never do again. It took two hours and a large glass of wine before I'd stopped shaking.
I overtook someone yesterday. I admit it was a bit marginal but definitely safe. Driver accelerated so by time I cleared them it was probably getting dangerous was dangerous.
The driver of the car (Peugeot 308 or similar) decides to give me full beams for a few miles. Standard behaviour for any overtaken car these days.
Few miles down the road it's apparent he is possibly following me. I kept my car moving, and avoided coming to a stop at any junction etc. Guy is definitely following as tried to make a few turns without indicating and still behind me. Nearing home so found a roundabout to double on and guy eventually decides had enough and heads back the other way.
For how many miles had this nut job gone out of his way just to "chase" me?? Possibly 5-6 miles. All because he wanted to block my overtake. I half expected to be the star of a dash cam video this morning but nothing yet!
The driver of the car (Peugeot 308 or similar) decides to give me full beams for a few miles. Standard behaviour for any overtaken car these days.
Few miles down the road it's apparent he is possibly following me. I kept my car moving, and avoided coming to a stop at any junction etc. Guy is definitely following as tried to make a few turns without indicating and still behind me. Nearing home so found a roundabout to double on and guy eventually decides had enough and heads back the other way.
For how many miles had this nut job gone out of his way just to "chase" me?? Possibly 5-6 miles. All because he wanted to block my overtake. I half expected to be the star of a dash cam video this morning but nothing yet!
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Not a road rage but my car was involved
about 3 years ago coming off night shift on a Saturday morning I decide I'll do my weekly shop at the 24hrs Tesco in Warrington.
Notice 2 lads and 2 girls on the way in, looking worse for wear, one of the lads swigging the obligatory stella.
15 minutes later come out with said shopping, gets some abuse off Mr stella swigger.
Ignores him, get to my car (about 20 meters from the doors, opens the door to drop the shopping in the passenger footwell.
BANG!!!!!!!
A stella bottle aimed at me, missed and hit the car door below the mirror.
I look see the smashed bottle, see the damage, realise it was aimed at me.
an eerie calm came over me, not sure how, cool, calm, collected, I closed and locked the door, walked to the boot of the car, I knew I was going for something big and heavy from the tool kit in the boot, not sure what.
Then, the store manager plus one of his staff come running out and Mr Stella swigger runs away.
Police come, gives my statement, it goes to court, turns out he was released from jail the morning before, was violating the terms of his release.
He end up having to pay me for the £300 repair to the car door over a few months.
To this day I don't know why I was so calm, and I dread to think what I, stone cold sober would have done to him, drunk off his arse with what ever I got from the boot.
Not a road rage but my car was involved
about 3 years ago coming off night shift on a Saturday morning I decide I'll do my weekly shop at the 24hrs Tesco in Warrington.
Notice 2 lads and 2 girls on the way in, looking worse for wear, one of the lads swigging the obligatory stella.
15 minutes later come out with said shopping, gets some abuse off Mr stella swigger.
Ignores him, get to my car (about 20 meters from the doors, opens the door to drop the shopping in the passenger footwell.
BANG!!!!!!!
A stella bottle aimed at me, missed and hit the car door below the mirror.
I look see the smashed bottle, see the damage, realise it was aimed at me.
an eerie calm came over me, not sure how, cool, calm, collected, I closed and locked the door, walked to the boot of the car, I knew I was going for something big and heavy from the tool kit in the boot, not sure what.
Then, the store manager plus one of his staff come running out and Mr Stella swigger runs away.
Police come, gives my statement, it goes to court, turns out he was released from jail the morning before, was violating the terms of his release.
He end up having to pay me for the £300 repair to the car door over a few months.
To this day I don't know why I was so calm, and I dread to think what I, stone cold sober would have done to him, drunk off his arse with what ever I got from the boot.
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