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Have just seen some proper road rage from a White van man. Stood on the corner of regents park toad and fawley road waiting for a lift and the guy was going ****ing mental at the people in front of him, all because they were not going trough a red light and/or blocking the road ahead....so driving correctly.

 

He was screaming at them, rocking in his cab and driving like an absolute c*nt.

 

Anyone else seen/done something like this? Was quite funny from the outside, but probably quite scary for the others involved!!

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Last Friday, where the northbound Black Country route meets the M6 at J10.

 

Asian nipper in a new Astra pulls from outide to middle lane in front of some bloke in a Maitz (sp?) forcing him to slam the anchors on, just as the lights turn red.

 

I'm in the inside lane, next to them, ready to head north onto the M6.

 

Fella in the Maitz gets out of the car, pulls open the door of the Astra and starts punching seven shades of sh*t out of this Asian lad, who then procedes to get out of the Astra and start bouncing around with blood pouring from his lips and nose.

 

Maitz man, heads back to his car, leans in, and produces a wheel nut lever, Astra nipper was in and away at warp factor 9, through the still red light, weaving his way.

 

All over in the time in took the lights to go red and back again.

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Someone tried to start a fight with me once because I hooted at them as they were just about to hit me (with their car).

 

Also, a few weeks ago I overtook someone on the A36. He obviously didn't like it for some reason (there was nothing wrong with the maneouvre and it was on a two lane section FFS!) and decided to speed up enormously and then overtake me on the next downhill section (which was one lane). There was traffic coming the other way though and he only just made it - ridiculous maneouvre and would have almost certainly resulted in fatalities had he been a second slower.

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I saw quite a funny bit of road rage once.

 

On a quiet residential road with loads of cars parked up... a car with a pikey little scrote in it turned into a road just as a Beetle (or maybe it was a mini) with a bird in it was approaching the turning in that road. The bird had no where to go as there was nowhere to pull over so she stopped. The scrote could have reversed ten yards and she would have been able to get by but he just sat there. Eventually he started going ape and screaming his head off. He got out and started jumping around (I can't remember what he was saying as I don't speak hoodlum - maybe something about "snaking", who knows?). Anyhoo, the bird just sat there smirking at him. Fair play to her. In the end he had to reverse. Very funny.

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I have recently started working in Basingstoke and I see that they have a multitude of roundabouts whereas Southampton is traffic light city.

 

Not road rage as such but the a vast majority of drivers seem like mental cases when it comes to the roundabouts. Switching lanes and just speeding onto them! I'm not used to it at all.

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nce in my younger days when we used to drive about a lot we were passing through Millbrook, our mates behind us were beeping at us and flicking V's, all just messing about. We got to the Totton/M271 roundabout when my mate decided it will be funny to pretend we didn't know the guys behind us, he was in the passenger seat and as he had been picked up from college after hockey grabbed his stick. He got out and started pretending to swing it at our mates behind us.

 

The lights went green and we both drove off, leaving him stood in the middle of the roundabout with a hockey stick in the air.

 

I found it slightly amusing.

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My Dad saw an incident on the motorway where one car was repeatedly cutting up another. Eventually the car being cut up pulled over onto the hard shoulder but the other bloke just pulled over as well, got out and pulled the drivers window out before punching the other bloke repeatedly. Fair play to my Dad - he pulled over and started to walk toward the other car but the bloke doing the punching decided to scarper. The funny thing was my Dad called the police, ambulance and the fella's girlfriend - when she arrived she started on my Dad until the bloke still spitting out teeth explained what had happened.

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Last Friday, where the northbound Black Country route meets the M6 at J10.

 

Asian nipper in a new Astra pulls from outide to middle lane in front of some bloke in a Maitz (sp?) forcing him to slam the anchors on, just as the lights turn red.

 

I'm in the inside lane, next to them, ready to head north onto the M6.

 

Fella in the Maitz gets out of the car, pulls open the door of the Astra and starts punching seven shades of sh*t out of this Asian lad, who then procedes to get out of the Astra and start bouncing around with blood pouring from his lips and nose.

 

Maitz man, heads back to his car, leans in, and produces a wheel nut lever, Astra nipper was in and away at warp factor 9, through the still red light, weaving his way.

 

All over in the time in took the lights to go red and back again.

 

Jeez , that doesnt sound like ya typical Matiz driver

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nce in my younger days when we used to drive about a lot we were passing through Millbrook, our mates behind us were beeping at us and flicking V's, all just messing about. We got to the Totton/M271 roundabout when my mate decided it will be funny to pretend we didn't know the guys behind us, he was in the passenger seat and as he had been picked up from college after hockey grabbed his stick. He got out and started pretending to swing it at our mates behind us.

 

The lights went green and we both drove off, leaving him stood in the middle of the roundabout with a hockey stick in the air.

 

I found it slightly amusing.

 

hockey eh?

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On the A31 as you approach the intersection lights for Farnham. For anyone that doesn't know the road, it's (briefly) a single lane after plenty of dual carriageway and then divvies into 3 lanes before the lights. One bloke in a silver beamer (why is it always them!) took exception to someone in a Focus who was observing the merge in turn at on the approach to the single lane and at the lights jumped out of his car. He went over to the Focus and started shouting and balling, waving his arms about as the lights went green. He's still there acting like a demented **** as cars want to move, when some fellas in a scaffold van got out, grabbed him and threw him back over his car telling him to get going. Loads of people drove passed him giving him the ****** sign, etc and he looked really ****ed off. Serves him right, the ****.

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Some loon in a scaffolding van nearly crashed into me when undertaking me at about 30 on the Old Street roundabout about six months back. I didn't even see him until he zoomed past me screaming stuff out of the window, and he must have taken my baffled "WTF?" expression as a challenge because he then parked across two lanes and the traffic light, blocking me in, exits his truck and starts bowling over towards me.

 

Shat it TBH, because he looked like a proper psycho instead of the usual all-gob white-collar type who gives it large from his BMW; still I thought I'd better try and stand tall rather than cowering in the car like a fag, so I get out and meet him in the middle, trying to give the impression I don't want to fight whilst keeping my hands up just in case, lol. Fortunately he just started screaming a load of cockney rubbish at me, yew fackin kahnt this, yew fackin mug that, etc. No good at posturing and yelling myself (voice goes all wobbly and words get all mixed up) so I just kept quiet until he screamed something about being made late for work, when I pointed out, albeit in a voice like Minnie Mouse, that he was only getting later standing here. The idea that maybe he was being a little silly seemed to penetrate his little pin brain, and he turned and headed back to the van still shouting stuff.

 

Not very nice, think only the fact he was parked across two lanes of a main road saved me from getting a pretty nasty doing as he was doubtless out of my league in the violence stakes.

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Few weeks ago on the M27, I pulled into the fast lane from the middle lane. There was a car about 50 metres back in the fast lane so it was "safe" to do so. However, this car (another beemer!) put his foot down and must have been doing about 120 and swfitly caught up, only to tailgate me by a matter of inches whilst shouting and swearing. I was easily over taking the middle lane and going about 90!

 

However, purely because of his moronic reaction, I did not pull back in and slowed down to f**k him off even more. He was livid, whilst I was waving at him and laughing in my rear view mirror. Eventually he pulled in to the middle lane to undertake. What did I do? Speed up :lol:

 

Eventually I let him undertake and while we were "level" he was hanging out his window, going red in the face and giving the usual hand gestures. I responded by laughing and showing him my nipple.

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On our way to a match , probably 10 yrs ago now , we witnessed a 'confict' on the Avenue / crossroads with A35.

Two guys ****ing each other off while driving down the Ave, both stop at the lights , when one guy gets out of his car , runs to the other and opens his door , takes out the car keys and chucks them into the bushes by the side of the road. The second guy couldn't believe it, and just sat there not able to move his car. Now the lights had turned green.

Quite funny actually and no GBH.

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I had about 10 people give me the finger/w*nker on the way the Charlton although I do drive like a c*nt and tailgate and undertook about 20 cars so it's to be expected.

 

Why do you do that? Don't you think it makes you a *****?

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Last Friday, where the northbound Black Country route meets the M6 at J10.

 

Asian nipper in a new Astra pulls from outide to middle lane in front of some bloke in a Maitz (sp?) forcing him to slam the anchors on, just as the lights turn red.

 

I'm in the inside lane, next to them, ready to head north onto the M6.

 

Fella in the Maitz gets out of the car, pulls open the door of the Astra and starts punching seven shades of sh*t out of this Asian lad, who then procedes to get out of the Astra and start bouncing around with blood pouring from his lips and nose.

 

Maitz man, heads back to his car, leans in, and produces a wheel nut lever, Astra nipper was in and away at warp factor 9, through the still red light, weaving his way.

 

All over in the time in took the lights to go red and back again.

 

Probably angry with himself for buying such a pile of s h 1 t

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Was walking to the train station early February and it had been raining hard. By the roundabout at the train station the storm drain is a bit ****ed, and so floods half the road with water. Due to this, you have to be very careful of how you cross it. Anyway, so I'm walking past this puddle after checking that there is no traffic when this chav comes haring round the bend and decides to soak me in all my finery (work suit). Him and his mates start laughing. Until they realise they are at the busiest roundabout in Southern England (anyone who knows Weybridge will agree with this). Anyway, I saw the mist slightly, ran over to his car, opened the door and pulled him out in a headlock, took him over and threw him in the puddle, then proceeded to walk home to get changed. He was soaked. To be fair I got some filthy looks off other road users...

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Went camping about 2 years ago in East Sussex and on the last night got rather inebriated resulting in me sleeping on the back seat of the car on the way back in to London. As we were approaching London my girlfriend had been winding some bloke up for a while after he dangerously overtook her on the dual carriageway a few moments before. She has managed to get back in front of him when the road bottle necked and proceeded to drive reeeaaalllyyyy sloooooowly whilst the bloke behind was getting angrier and angrier pointing and gesturing. I was still asleep at this point but aware of my girlfriends chuckling. We then stopped at traffic lights when this bloks obviously saw this as a good opportunity to get out and confront my girlfriend. Just as he started he glanced in to the back window and noticed me, now awake, looking at him. Never before have I seen such an angry, intimidating face and manor change so quickly. If I wasnt so dopey from being so hungover and asleep I'd have Vinny Jones'd him.

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Was walking to the train station early February and it had been raining hard. By the roundabout at the train station the storm drain is a bit ****ed, and so floods half the road with water. Due to this, you have to be very careful of how you cross it. Anyway, so I'm walking past this puddle after checking that there is no traffic when this chav comes haring round the bend and decides to soak me in all my finery (work suit). Him and his mates start laughing. Until they realise they are at the busiest roundabout in Southern England (anyone who knows Weybridge will agree with this). Anyway, I saw the mist slightly, ran over to his car, opened the door and pulled him out in a headlock, took him over and threw him in the puddle, then proceeded to walk home to get changed. He was soaked. To be fair I got some filthy looks off other road users...

 

Fair play to you.

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Was walking to the train station early February and it had been raining hard. By the roundabout at the train station the storm drain is a bit ****ed, and so floods half the road with water. Due to this, you have to be very careful of how you cross it. Anyway, so I'm walking past this puddle after checking that there is no traffic when this chav comes haring round the bend and decides to soak me in all my finery (work suit). Him and his mates start laughing. Until they realise they are at the busiest roundabout in Southern England (anyone who knows Weybridge will agree with this). Anyway, I saw the mist slightly, ran over to his car, opened the door and pulled him out in a headlock, took him over and threw him in the puddle, then proceeded to walk home to get changed. He was soaked. To be fair I got some filthy looks off other road users...

 

I accidentally soaked a pedestrian once. He got the rage but I got out and said sorry. He could tell I was sincere so he calmed down a bit. Luckily he was dressed pretty scruffily and was only going home so no harm done.

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Was walking to the train station early February and it had been raining hard. By the roundabout at the train station the storm drain is a bit ****ed, and so floods half the road with water. Due to this, you have to be very careful of how you cross it. Anyway, so I'm walking past this puddle after checking that there is no traffic when this chav comes haring round the bend and decides to soak me in all my finery (work suit). Him and his mates start laughing. Until they realise they are at the busiest roundabout in Southern England (anyone who knows Weybridge will agree with this). Anyway, I saw the mist slightly, ran over to his car, opened the door and pulled him out in a headlock, took him over and threw him in the puddle, then proceeded to walk home to get changed. He was soaked. To be fair I got some filthy looks off other road users...

 

Should've rubbed his nose in some dog poo too.

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Because there were about 10 cars on the M25 all sat doing 70 in lane 3 when there were no cars in lanes 1 and 2.

 

If it was a one-off you are forgiven. You said "I do drive like a ****" so I was more wondering if you always did and, in that case, why?

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I accidentally soaked a pedestrian once. He got the rage but I got out and said sorry. He could tell I was sincere so he calmed down a bit. Luckily he was dressed pretty scruffily and was only going home so no harm done.

 

Yeah, it was the fact him and his mates were laughing, if he had apologised then I would have just accepted it.

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Probably angry with himself for buying such a pile of s h 1 t

 

It was that yucky blue colour as well and he was middle aged, grey haired and looked totally "normal" but he had clearly lost the plot.

 

The really odd thing was the way it happen betweens the lights going red and back to green. All over in what? 45secs but seemed liked minutes.

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I gave a ****** sign to a bloke in a car. He slammed on the anchors. Got out and stormed up to my car, opened the door got me in a head lock and grabbed me round the throat. Screamed in my face. He was a massive phil mitchell type. Scared the sh1t out of me. Broad day light and totally ouyt of order. Plenty of people around and some did ask if I was all right but no other help. Total cock.

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I gave a ****** sign to a bloke in a car. He slammed on the anchors. Got out and stormed up to my car, opened the door got me in a head lock and grabbed me round the throat. Screamed in my face. He was a massive phil mitchell type. Scared the sh1t out of me. Broad day light and totally ouyt of order. Plenty of people around and some did ask if I was all right but no other help. Total cock.

 

Why didnt you lock your doors when you saw him approaching??

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I gave a ****** sign to a bloke in a car. He slammed on the anchors. Got out and stormed up to my car, opened the door got me in a head lock and grabbed me round the throat. Screamed in my face. He was a massive phil mitchell type. Scared the sh1t out of me. Broad day light and totally ouyt of order. Plenty of people around and some did ask if I was all right but no other help. Total cock.

 

 

 

Serves you right you plank.

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a little while back some bloke gave me a w*anker sign so I slammed the anchors on, stormed to his car, opened the door and got hold of him in a head lock, grabbed him round the throat and screamed in his face, he was a weedy little lemon, i scared the sh*t out of him i think. The gobby little mug wont do that again in a hurry. Plenty of people around who obviously realised what a tw*t he was for doing that so they just left me to get on with it. What a total cock.

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Only time I ever saw the red mist whilst driving was years ago when i had borrowed a mates car explore france. Driving at night this bloody great Merc overtook me at speed followed by a couple of scooters, i reckon they were having a race or something. Amyway, ot was late and I was tired and having been driving almost non stop for about 12 hours I snapped. I knew the motor had some poke and eventially caught the bastard as arseholes as they entered one of those underpasss tunnel things. As I sped past the Merc I gave it a little nudge with my rear wing to teach him a lesson. Dont think I caused any damage but I bet he'll think twice before driving like a tit again.

 

Looked like their was hooker in the back giving some geezer a nosh, but I was going quite fast so could have been mistaken.

 

Apologised to my mate and told him that thte scratch was done in a car park. He was planning on getting it resprayed anyway so in a way I kinda did him a favour.

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Only time I ever saw the red mist whilst driving was years ago when i had borrowed a mates car explore france. Driving at night this bloody great Merc overtook me at speed followed by a couple of scooters, i reckon they were having a race or something. Amyway, ot was late and I was tired and having been driving almost non stop for about 12 hours I snapped. I knew the motor had some poke and eventially caught the bastard as arseholes as they entered one of those underpasss tunnel things. As I sped past the Merc I gave it a little nudge with my rear wing to teach him a lesson. Dont think I caused any damage but I bet he'll think twice before driving like a tit again.

 

Looked like their was hooker in the back giving some geezer a nosh, but I was going quite fast so could have been mistaken.

 

Apologised to my mate and told him that thte scratch was done in a car park. He was planning on getting it resprayed anyway so in a way I kinda did him a favour.

 

Expect a visit from MI6 shortly....that is if Fulhams chairman doesn't send the boyz round first.

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