I was going to NY with my gf and her family. There was a bad accident on I70 in Richmond, IN and we were stuck in traffic for a couple of hours, only moving a few yards every couple of minutes. There was a guy behind us honking his horn THE ENTIRE F***ING TIME!!! like we, or anyone else within 200 cars ahead of us could do anything about it, let alone the people that were actually within a half mile of the crash. I just wanted to go up to the guys car, jerk him through his window and pummel him to a bloody pulp on the ground. I'm not a violent person normally, but this just takes the cake!
Also, I've been noticing this a lot more often lately everywhere I go, but I first noticed it in Terre Haute, IN. Everyone runs red lights, if they're within a quarter mile when the light turns yellow, they go through it anyway. My truck has terrible brakes, and I've come to stops at lights with no problems, and people the next lane over 2-3 car lengths back will run the red light. Semi's always run them too, especially when turning left, across the intersection in front of me, with 2-3 cars behind them making the left turn also. This usually causes me to have to sit through the green, waiting for them to turn, and then through another red before I can actually go.
Old people wait for me to come by so they can pull out in front of me, specifically.
The stoplight at the bridge construction site on the way to work sees ME coming and turns red, even though there is no traffic coming from the other direction.
By the way, one time my dad was driving along, and a guy about 3 cars behind him passed him all the cars up to him and cut my dad off because there was a car coming. My dad, being the nice guy he is, told the guy he was number one. The guy looks in his mirror at my dad and holds up a gun and waves it at my dad. What does my dad do then? He takes his gun, which he usually carries on his commute to work, holds it in the air, and lays it on the dash. The guy calmly puts his gun down, and continues driving, getting away from my dad as fast as possible. Now, my dad isn't an ultra violent gun freak, but he enjoys them, and has a permit to carry one. He just figured if the guy wanted to play hardball, he would. also, he knew he had the advantage, if it came to a highway shootout, he wouldn't have to look behind him to shoot
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Steve Corbin
Lambda Chi Alpha
Theta Kappa Chapter
Rose-Hulman Inst. of Tech.
[This message has been edited by Corbin Dallas (edited July 31, 2001).]