Tuesday, June 10, 2008
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Road Rage
I was seventeen, had just started driving essentially, and was going to visit my boyfriend at the time in Speedway. I borrowed my father's Cadillac because I was quickly becoming tired of the car that my art club and I had painted in horrendously bright colors with cartoon characters and designs. I think it embarrassed his parents to have it parked out front anyway...
I was on a main street that was used fairly often, and someone behind me was tailgating an extreme amount. My father had instructed me to slow down when someone was tailgating and they would usually back off. I slowed, and as the person behind me got closer and closer to the bumper of my car, I became angry. I slowed more, became more angry. I was finally down to about 20 mph on a road that is a speed limit of 40 mph.
The person behind me bumped the back of the car and sped around me by crossing a double yellow line on a bridge. I agree I was being passive aggressive, but to this day I think the person behind me was just a jerk that knew he was following too close. There was no damage to the car, but I was enraged. I haven't had an episode of road rage since.
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Comments (4)
You did the right thing. =)
Thanks for sharing these memories!
Hope you are doing well, have a great summer ahead!
I enjoyed the tidbit about the painted car. Memories indeed. I like your idea of sharing memories; I've actually thought of doing the same. Now I'm more motivated! I'll make the first one I post something that involves the two of us.
@KissMeImKati - Can't wait to see it :)
From what I remember of the ONE TIME I rode in a car with you, you were the typical crazy teenage driver. Truly one of the more frightening times in my life...but I didn't go out much, so it's not much competition.