Re: Road rage-Bright Red Audi

[Igor Kessel <four_rings@worldnet.att.net>]

mph180@juno.com wrote:

I
was driving and a old truck came up next to me, man inside fingerin',
cursin' , screaming.  Then tries to run me off road, why? I have
absolutely no idea.  My car, 1993 90 BRIGHT RED, looks brand new and
super clean (waxed her the night before) Anyhow guy runs at me again (no
reason) this is enough for me so I speed up and pull over at next
street,
>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>

Sad story. Thanks for sharing, Noah.

Here's one of my own:

I am driving my Tornado Red '89 200TQ, all waxed up and shining as if
awash in paint with flashy MOMO Ferrari wheels and all at about 02:00 on
I-95 towards Phila International to meet my Mom from LA, who was coming
for my birthday (the following day). My wife is beside me. I myself am
in a suite, white shirt and a tie (a typical "yuppie scum" :-).

A Camaro with two rednecks pulls up along, revving the engine, yelling
and gesturing something obscene. Alternatively tailgating and pulling in
front, trying to provoke this yuppie scum in a despised furrin' car with
a good looking blond beside him to show his manhood. Just a healthy dose
of good ol' redneck hatred towards us yuppie (Young Urban Professionals,
i.e. people who don't call the 10th grade - "my senior year") scum.

In my youth in Russia in the early '80s we used to solve such incidents
with a trusty tyre iron, which I always kept under the drivers seat.

Since now I am in my mature years, married and live in the gun-happy
Pennsylvania I elected to pull out my cell phone instead, dialed 911 and
reported a drunk, driving erratically and the make and the plate of his
vehicle. At the very first sight of the cell phone the Camaro vanished
in the night. End of story.

Do I regret that I failed to raise up to the challenge and prove my
machismo to a couple of lowlives? Putting at risk my wife on the dark
and deserted I-95 at 02:00? With my Mom waiting for me at the airport?
No.

Was I afraid? Hmmm, I served in the Soviet Army, went through the formal
combat training and shoot better than speak, need I say more...  :-)

Folks, please stay the hell away from the idiots armed with the two most
dangerous weapons, ownership and operation of which in the USA somehow
mysteriously do not require a mandatory formal training: a car and a
gun. Think of your loved ones: could 5 min of triumph outweigh their
lifelong grief if you wind up seriously hurt or worst yet paralysed or
killed.  

-- 
Igor Kessel
Three turbo quattros