Vicman
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Street Fighting/Road Rage
Have you ever got into a street fight? How about road rage that resulted in more than just you getting mad?
If so explain in detail how it came about and how it went.
I myself have gotten into a ton of street fights and a couple of road rage induced confrontations/fights. Here's the last one I had a couple of years back.
A few years ago my then wife and I drove across the state to watch a punk concert. Since I don't give a shit for punk I was pretty bored and annoyed at having to listen to that crappy music for 3 hours. The concert started around 9pm and finished after midnight. Well when we got out, got back to our car, and drove away some couple of blocks from the concert there were these idiot frat guys who thought it was funny to try and fuck with me and my wife by following us around real close and saying stupid shit/flipping the bird and that sorta crap. They must've wanted to pick out someone out and fuck with them, too bad they fucked with the wrong guy.
At first I thought it was just BS and tried to ignore it until they started to swerve into our lane to scare us. That got my full attention and I cussed them out while swerving back real hard. That must've made them think I was nuts but a good laugh so they decided to try and cut loose by turning into a parking lot real fast (while still flipping me off and shit). I chased after them by swerving into the parking lot hard while cutting across the far right lane and was able to catch them as they got caught at a hard left angle turn in the parking lot (it was full of vehicles). When I did this they were freaked out and were like dude are you nuts?! My wife told me later that's what they were saying because I wasn't really listening. All I wanted to do was fuck them up.
I jumped out of my car and climbed over the hood and got right up to the drivers side window and started yelling at them to show me who was the little pussy now. They were like "Dude! Fucking calm down it was a joke" But I kept telling all 4 of them to bring it "You don't fuck with this motherfucking Cuban." I started punching and kicking his driver's side window over and over again while daring them to get out and do something now. The driver tried to be a badass and when he opened his door I kicked it hard slamming into his arm, when the door jarred back after the hit I took it and slammed it shut on his fucking face forcing him back into the car with my full weight trucking the door. That freaked the rest out because one of them said "This guy is fucking crazy!" While the driver was sitting there in pain his buddy next to him says "Bro! We don't wanna fight man. My buddy's are just drunk. We're fucking sorry!" The other two were just starring at me fucking freaked. At that point my wife opened the passenger side door to our car and said "Baby let's get outta here before someone sees this and calls the cops!" I turned back to the bitches and told them they got lucky and jumped back in my car sped off.
My heart was racing with adrenaline and my wife was yelling at me that I'm fucking crazy, I can't do that shit, and she was scared shitless cops were gonna come after us. We got on the interstate and drove back the 4 hours without anything happening. I dunno if they called the cops or what but I've never been to the area again.
Suffice it to say that incident made my then wife very aware of my rage and our relationship changed. I'm glad it happened and I'm VERY glad I'm no longer with that bitch.
Have you ever got into a street fight? How about road rage that resulted in more than just you getting mad?
If so explain in detail how it came about and how it went.
I myself have gotten into a ton of street fights and a couple of road rage induced confrontations/fights. Here's the last one I had a couple of years back.
A few years ago my then wife and I drove across the state to watch a punk concert. Since I don't give a shit for punk I was pretty bored and annoyed at having to listen to that crappy music for 3 hours. The concert started around 9pm and finished after midnight. Well when we got out, got back to our car, and drove away some couple of blocks from the concert there were these idiot frat guys who thought it was funny to try and fuck with me and my wife by following us around real close and saying stupid shit/flipping the bird and that sorta crap. They must've wanted to pick out someone out and fuck with them, too bad they fucked with the wrong guy.
At first I thought it was just BS and tried to ignore it until they started to swerve into our lane to scare us. That got my full attention and I cussed them out while swerving back real hard. That must've made them think I was nuts but a good laugh so they decided to try and cut loose by turning into a parking lot real fast (while still flipping me off and shit). I chased after them by swerving into the parking lot hard while cutting across the far right lane and was able to catch them as they got caught at a hard left angle turn in the parking lot (it was full of vehicles). When I did this they were freaked out and were like dude are you nuts?! My wife told me later that's what they were saying because I wasn't really listening. All I wanted to do was fuck them up.
I jumped out of my car and climbed over the hood and got right up to the drivers side window and started yelling at them to show me who was the little pussy now. They were like "Dude! Fucking calm down it was a joke" But I kept telling all 4 of them to bring it "You don't fuck with this motherfucking Cuban." I started punching and kicking his driver's side window over and over again while daring them to get out and do something now. The driver tried to be a badass and when he opened his door I kicked it hard slamming into his arm, when the door jarred back after the hit I took it and slammed it shut on his fucking face forcing him back into the car with my full weight trucking the door. That freaked the rest out because one of them said "This guy is fucking crazy!" While the driver was sitting there in pain his buddy next to him says "Bro! We don't wanna fight man. My buddy's are just drunk. We're fucking sorry!" The other two were just starring at me fucking freaked. At that point my wife opened the passenger side door to our car and said "Baby let's get outta here before someone sees this and calls the cops!" I turned back to the bitches and told them they got lucky and jumped back in my car sped off.
My heart was racing with adrenaline and my wife was yelling at me that I'm fucking crazy, I can't do that shit, and she was scared shitless cops were gonna come after us. We got on the interstate and drove back the 4 hours without anything happening. I dunno if they called the cops or what but I've never been to the area again.
Suffice it to say that incident made my then wife very aware of my rage and our relationship changed. I'm glad it happened and I'm VERY glad I'm no longer with that bitch.
