Road Rage... anyone?
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*ring ring* 1am... "hmMm.. that's odd, no one ever calls me this late." I thought to myself. It was an unknown number. "Don't tell me someone dialed the wrong number for a booty call... jeez... *picks up the phone* .. uhh... HELLO?!"
"Hey dude, I need to ask you for a favor, I got the CRAZIEST story to tell you man..." judging from the voice, it was my old pal from back in the day. "I know I can always count on you when it comes to law stuff so I'll make this as brief as possible: I just got locked up, I need you to refer me to your lawyer..."
"HmMm... WHAT?!? WTH happened?"
"I don't have much time to explain, but I'm in some serious *BLEEP*!" He sounded desperate.
"Lucky for you I have him on speed-dial... yeah, don't ask... but the # is 703-blah blah blah..."
"Thanks man, I OWE YOU big time!"
*Fast forward a few months back*
(My buddy who wanted to remain anonymous for this story told me to simply refer to him as Jacob, his childhood nickname.)
It was your average Sunday afternoon, Jacob and his fiance had just gotten back from the trip to the grocery store. On the way home, some douche bag decided to cut him off.
"Gosh darn these people that can't drive" as he lays down on the horn. He switches over to the right lane to drive up next to this guy. *rolls down his window* "HEY DUDE, Watch where the F' you're going!" *SLAMS the gas, goes WOT and cuts this guy off* He checks his rearview mirror to see the guy frantically flailing his arms and tossing up his middle fingers. Jacob turns over to his fiance who remained paralyzed with fear from the sudden road rage, "...serves him right, he almost hit us!" He checks his rearview mirror again... the guy's car disappeared... "huh? where'd he go?"
Next thing you know, this guy was flooring it in the other lane and quickly cuts off Jacob.. AGAIN!
"oh WTF! This guy wants to play eh?" Jacob decides to switch lanes, and attempt to cut this guy off again, but the douche didn't let him. A second later, this game of cat and mouse turned into a full on drag race to the next traffic light as both cars were flooring it down route 123 reaching jail-time speeds.
Unfortunately, the other guy's car happen to be a C6 Vette which could easily overtake Jacob's Audi A6.
"Aww.. F' it! So what if his car's faster. He's still in A-hole."
his fiance turns over and says, "Calm DOWN honey!"
"fine fine fine..."
They approach the stop light, both cars next to one another. The guy rolls down his window, "you got a F'in problem man?"

His fiance turns over to him, "please IGNORE him." Jacob ignores him and does not respond.
"I'm TALKING to YOU Mother F'er!!!" the dude seemed serious.
Light turns green and Jacob accelerates off the line in a calm manner, not letting his anger get the best of him. Next thing you know, you hear the sound of screeching tires as the Vette takes off, flies in front of them, cuts Jacob off again, and SLAMS his brakes. His fiance shreaks in fear. She grasps the "oh $H!t" handle ready for impact. Jacob slams and brakes, ABS kicks in as he attempts to swerve out of the way.
"WHEW!!...." they barely miss the guy's rear bumper. "I'm getting the F' out of here, this guy is NUTS!" He floors it to the next light only to be halted by the red light once again. The creeper inches his car next to him and rolls down his window. "What Now PUNK?!" He opens his car door and walks up to Jacob's driver's side window. "Why don't your punk a$$ get out of the car?"
Jacob reached for the "window down" button... his fiance turns over and screams ""OMG Jacob IGNORE HIM!"
"okay okay fine!"
"HEY I'm talking to you punk!" *THUMP THUMP THUMP* the guy is now banging on the glass trying to get Jacob to roll down his windows. His fiance quickly hits the locks just in time before Mr. Crazy attempts to physically open their car door. Light turns green and Jacob lays it down on the gas.
"Holy smokes this guy is C-R-A-Z-Y!!!" ... after a minute of driving, he gets stopped by another stop light. As expected, Mr. Crazy is seen rolling up behind him. Opens his car door, and goes up to the driver's side window again. "You @#$% !#@#$!!!!! Get OUT of YOUR CAR!!!" Next thing you know, the guy jumps onto the hood and bangs on the front windshield. His fiance now scared to death. Both of them not knowing what to do at this point. The light turns green, Jacob pulls into the middle of the intersection at 5mph with the guy still strapping himself onto the hood.
"What are we going to do honey?"
"I don't know, but we need to get him off the car somehow w/o hurting him." They pull into a gas station. The guy jumps off and yanks on the door handle again. Jacob saw the opportunity and floored it leaving the mad man standing there yelling and cursing up a storm.
*next morning rolls by*
*phone rings in Jacob's room* "Hello?"
"Good afternoon sir, officer XYZ from the Fairfax County Police Department, I'm looking for a Jacob Blah-blah blah."
"..... Yes this would be he, how can I help you officer?"
"I received a phone call from a disgruntled citizen saying you had cut him off in traffic and endangered his life, he provided me your license plate number. Do you care to shed insight to this situation?"
"Oh my gosh, did that guy seriously call the cops on ME?!"
"Yes he did sir."
"Anyhow, basically what happened was... I did NOT cut him off first, he cut ME off first so I got in front of him. We played cat and mouse down 123.... he jumped on my hood... i drove off... etc. etc." The officer on the other end remained silent the whole time.
"Okay so you're telling me you accelerated up to 90mph on a public road and drove with a pedestrian on your hood through a busy intersection?"
"... Well yeah, that crazy guy would not stop harassing me! What was I suppose to do?"
"Next time I suggest you call the authorities to handle the situation."
They continue on with the small talk for a few more minutes. The following morning Jacob gets a knock on his front door. He peeps through the looking hole to see three police officers standing in front. "OH freaking great, what NOW!" He opens the door.
"Good afternoon Mr. Jacob blah-blah, we have a warrant for your arrest for reckless driving and endangering the life of a pedestrian."
"... wait... WHAT?!?!"
"You have the right to remain silent, anything you say and do can and will be used against you in a court of law..."
"But.. but I didn't DO anything!"
"Sir, I suggest you cooperate, please turn around and place your hands behind your back."
Jacob's fiance comes running toward the door. "WAIT, what is going ON! He didn't do ANYTHING! I was there!"
The officers ignore her plea and take him to the back of their squad car.
*fast forward to present time*
After the court battles, the lawyer got his jail sentence down to 2 weeks, but he still got pinned with reckless driving and a suspended his license.

The other guy you ask? No where to be found. Police never even released his name. Apparently they don't need a witness if you confess that you drove recklessly while a guy was strapped onto your hood. The lawyer told him it was a really tough case to fight since he admitted to doing it. "Next time, remain silent and call me first."
I told him, "next time you should've just said, "I have no idea what you're talking about, that guy got the wrong plate number."
Moral of the story: do not self-incriminate yourself! The authorities cannot do anything unless you admit to doing it or you were proven guilty beyond a reasonable doubt in a court of law.
Drive safe everyone, don't let anger get the best of you. It could end up costing you more in the long run. And most importantly, you can't out-crazy a person that's already crazy, it just doesn't work.
"Hey dude, I need to ask you for a favor, I got the CRAZIEST story to tell you man..." judging from the voice, it was my old pal from back in the day. "I know I can always count on you when it comes to law stuff so I'll make this as brief as possible: I just got locked up, I need you to refer me to your lawyer..."
"HmMm... WHAT?!? WTH happened?"
"I don't have much time to explain, but I'm in some serious *BLEEP*!" He sounded desperate.
"Lucky for you I have him on speed-dial... yeah, don't ask... but the # is 703-blah blah blah..."
"Thanks man, I OWE YOU big time!"
*Fast forward a few months back*
(My buddy who wanted to remain anonymous for this story told me to simply refer to him as Jacob, his childhood nickname.)
It was your average Sunday afternoon, Jacob and his fiance had just gotten back from the trip to the grocery store. On the way home, some douche bag decided to cut him off.
"Gosh darn these people that can't drive" as he lays down on the horn. He switches over to the right lane to drive up next to this guy. *rolls down his window* "HEY DUDE, Watch where the F' you're going!" *SLAMS the gas, goes WOT and cuts this guy off* He checks his rearview mirror to see the guy frantically flailing his arms and tossing up his middle fingers. Jacob turns over to his fiance who remained paralyzed with fear from the sudden road rage, "...serves him right, he almost hit us!" He checks his rearview mirror again... the guy's car disappeared... "huh? where'd he go?"
Next thing you know, this guy was flooring it in the other lane and quickly cuts off Jacob.. AGAIN!
"oh WTF! This guy wants to play eh?" Jacob decides to switch lanes, and attempt to cut this guy off again, but the douche didn't let him. A second later, this game of cat and mouse turned into a full on drag race to the next traffic light as both cars were flooring it down route 123 reaching jail-time speeds.
Unfortunately, the other guy's car happen to be a C6 Vette which could easily overtake Jacob's Audi A6.
"Aww.. F' it! So what if his car's faster. He's still in A-hole."
his fiance turns over and says, "Calm DOWN honey!"
"fine fine fine..."
They approach the stop light, both cars next to one another. The guy rolls down his window, "you got a F'in problem man?"

His fiance turns over to him, "please IGNORE him." Jacob ignores him and does not respond.
"I'm TALKING to YOU Mother F'er!!!" the dude seemed serious.
Light turns green and Jacob accelerates off the line in a calm manner, not letting his anger get the best of him. Next thing you know, you hear the sound of screeching tires as the Vette takes off, flies in front of them, cuts Jacob off again, and SLAMS his brakes. His fiance shreaks in fear. She grasps the "oh $H!t" handle ready for impact. Jacob slams and brakes, ABS kicks in as he attempts to swerve out of the way.
"WHEW!!...." they barely miss the guy's rear bumper. "I'm getting the F' out of here, this guy is NUTS!" He floors it to the next light only to be halted by the red light once again. The creeper inches his car next to him and rolls down his window. "What Now PUNK?!" He opens his car door and walks up to Jacob's driver's side window. "Why don't your punk a$$ get out of the car?"
Jacob reached for the "window down" button... his fiance turns over and screams ""OMG Jacob IGNORE HIM!"
"okay okay fine!"
"HEY I'm talking to you punk!" *THUMP THUMP THUMP* the guy is now banging on the glass trying to get Jacob to roll down his windows. His fiance quickly hits the locks just in time before Mr. Crazy attempts to physically open their car door. Light turns green and Jacob lays it down on the gas.
"Holy smokes this guy is C-R-A-Z-Y!!!" ... after a minute of driving, he gets stopped by another stop light. As expected, Mr. Crazy is seen rolling up behind him. Opens his car door, and goes up to the driver's side window again. "You @#$% !#@#$!!!!! Get OUT of YOUR CAR!!!" Next thing you know, the guy jumps onto the hood and bangs on the front windshield. His fiance now scared to death. Both of them not knowing what to do at this point. The light turns green, Jacob pulls into the middle of the intersection at 5mph with the guy still strapping himself onto the hood.
"What are we going to do honey?"
"I don't know, but we need to get him off the car somehow w/o hurting him." They pull into a gas station. The guy jumps off and yanks on the door handle again. Jacob saw the opportunity and floored it leaving the mad man standing there yelling and cursing up a storm.
*next morning rolls by*
*phone rings in Jacob's room* "Hello?"
"Good afternoon sir, officer XYZ from the Fairfax County Police Department, I'm looking for a Jacob Blah-blah blah."
"..... Yes this would be he, how can I help you officer?"
"I received a phone call from a disgruntled citizen saying you had cut him off in traffic and endangered his life, he provided me your license plate number. Do you care to shed insight to this situation?"
"Oh my gosh, did that guy seriously call the cops on ME?!"
"Yes he did sir."
"Anyhow, basically what happened was... I did NOT cut him off first, he cut ME off first so I got in front of him. We played cat and mouse down 123.... he jumped on my hood... i drove off... etc. etc." The officer on the other end remained silent the whole time.
"Okay so you're telling me you accelerated up to 90mph on a public road and drove with a pedestrian on your hood through a busy intersection?"
"... Well yeah, that crazy guy would not stop harassing me! What was I suppose to do?"
"Next time I suggest you call the authorities to handle the situation."
They continue on with the small talk for a few more minutes. The following morning Jacob gets a knock on his front door. He peeps through the looking hole to see three police officers standing in front. "OH freaking great, what NOW!" He opens the door.
"Good afternoon Mr. Jacob blah-blah, we have a warrant for your arrest for reckless driving and endangering the life of a pedestrian."
"... wait... WHAT?!?!"
"You have the right to remain silent, anything you say and do can and will be used against you in a court of law..."
"But.. but I didn't DO anything!"
"Sir, I suggest you cooperate, please turn around and place your hands behind your back."
Jacob's fiance comes running toward the door. "WAIT, what is going ON! He didn't do ANYTHING! I was there!"
The officers ignore her plea and take him to the back of their squad car.
*fast forward to present time*
After the court battles, the lawyer got his jail sentence down to 2 weeks, but he still got pinned with reckless driving and a suspended his license.

The other guy you ask? No where to be found. Police never even released his name. Apparently they don't need a witness if you confess that you drove recklessly while a guy was strapped onto your hood. The lawyer told him it was a really tough case to fight since he admitted to doing it. "Next time, remain silent and call me first."
I told him, "next time you should've just said, "I have no idea what you're talking about, that guy got the wrong plate number."
Moral of the story: do not self-incriminate yourself! The authorities cannot do anything unless you admit to doing it or you were proven guilty beyond a reasonable doubt in a court of law.
Drive safe everyone, don't let anger get the best of you. It could end up costing you more in the long run. And most importantly, you can't out-crazy a person that's already crazy, it just doesn't work.
The worst part is that your friend is going to drag this on his mind and record for the rest of his life.
There is nothing worse that going to bed and remember this kind of injustice.
There is nothing worse that going to bed and remember this kind of injustice.
Yeah...VA doesn't play when it comes to motorist laws...
I don't think it would've been this bad if he was in MD..or any other state. Also the other road rager was pretty crazy, from what I can see.
I don't think it would've been this bad if he was in MD..or any other state. Also the other road rager was pretty crazy, from what I can see.
Last edited by Shin Beats; Jan 31, 2011 at 10:12 AM.
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IMO, your friend deserved that...
For one, he got cocky and decided that he could return the favor of being a d-bag. And when the other guy decided he wasn't having it, your friend got scared.
Secondly the other guy probably didn't know he cut your friend off
Again, this is just my opinion, oh and I woulnt have admitted nothing.
For one, he got cocky and decided that he could return the favor of being a d-bag. And when the other guy decided he wasn't having it, your friend got scared.
Secondly the other guy probably didn't know he cut your friend off
Again, this is just my opinion, oh and I woulnt have admitted nothing.
Moral of the story: do not self-incriminate yourself! The authorities cannot do anything unless you admit to doing it or you were proven guilty beyond a reasonable doubt in a court of law.
......of course the cops will try to get you to talk....the trick is to NOT.
jeez i know i sometimes get road rage but damn! the corvette guy is just plain loco. Always good to not mess with people on the road, you never know how crazy someone else will be or what they will do to their car just to get you.
maybe the vett guy used to drive a MS3. Thats why he so crazy
maybe the vett guy used to drive a MS3. Thats why he so crazy
I cant believe it. This is why I will never live down near the city. To many crazies. I am not a big guy or a fighter. I can only say that I carry an old ax handle behind both of my trucks seats for such an occasion. If I had to get my butt kicked I would have gotten out of the car played Lou Gehrick on his ***. I will never let anyone disrespect me like that. Sad thing is I dont carry a whoop *** stick in my car. Atleast I would feel a little better serving time if I knew he would not breath without assistance for awhile
. Seriously, anyone dumb enough to hop up on a mans hood deserves the damage my old hickory handle would do.
ksmoore, your forgetting the fact that the other guy did it first. I dont condone what his friend did. But how can the vette owner get so pissed off when he did the same thing? Just my own opinion
. Seriously, anyone dumb enough to hop up on a mans hood deserves the damage my old hickory handle would do. ksmoore, your forgetting the fact that the other guy did it first. I dont condone what his friend did. But how can the vette owner get so pissed off when he did the same thing? Just my own opinion
OMG people are unbelievable. BTW does any of you drive a Scion xB (05 an lower) or had experienced driving in front of one? So Friday night I was driving to Baltimore on I-95 behind this slow Accord. I cut to the right lane to try to pass. Then the guy got behind me, turned on his high beam. WTF? So I switched to the 2nd lane. He followed me! I switched to the 3rd lane. He switched as well! So one more time I switched to the 2nd lane and again he followed me. All that with his high beam on... I seriously had no clue what I did. I assume he thought I had my high beam on him when I was behind? Serious unnecessary road rage! So I did the classic slam on my brake to scare him shitless then floored it and got away from him pretty soon after.
Your friend is an idiot. If he would have gotten out of the car and handled business the other queer wouldnt have called the cops. Kinda hard to read a tag after you swell both eyes shut. Duh
In all seriousness, both guys went too far, and your friend is still an idiot.
In all seriousness, both guys went too far, and your friend is still an idiot.
Agreed, if you're gonna initiate something be prepared to finish it.
If he was going to ***** out, he should of had his girl to call the cops during all of this. This way the mad man would have been caught in action.
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agreed, what he did wasn't what you're suppose to do in the situation and it got a lot worse than it should. In most cases people would generally call the cops, though I doubt spiderman would remain on the hood until authorities arrive. They say if two people got in a physical bout, the guy who is crazier always has the advantage. The ironic thing is, my buddy is actually physically bigger than the crazy dude. He'll yell and scream at someone, but would rather not engage in a physical fight if not completely necessary... especially against some stranger in the middle of 123.
The bad part is, all the cop said was, "we've received a complaint that you were driving recklessly on 123..." My friend provided the rest of the details which ultimately got him in trouble. Dumb move, but live and learn!
The bad part is, all the cop said was, "we've received a complaint that you were driving recklessly on 123..." My friend provided the rest of the details which ultimately got him in trouble. Dumb move, but live and learn!







