Darkman,
Yep there are some dickheads out there. We see them on our bikes frequently don't we?
Don't know what I would have done in that situation and I probably couldn't say til it happened. In my line of work I am faced with the potential for violence in the workplace all the time. After a physical confrontation there is always a time to reflect, analyse and consider strategy for next time to keep safe.
Only suggestion I would say for your scenario is note his rego number and call *555 and also tell the world (like putting it on here) what his dangerous/bad idiotic driving is like.
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Don't react. I actually feel sorry for those people. Just think to yourself "That guy must have a pretty shit life if he is that simple minded and mean".
But yeah, I would've been pissed off to the max too though!
To split or not to split, that is the question
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" Life is not a rehearsal, it's as happy or miserable as you want to make it"
Shit fuck....sheeeit fuck
Just keep ya mouth shut.
Those guys end up road side crosses in the end
Many years ago a bunch of us rode from Auckland to Christchurch (BEARs Sound of Thunder) via the Wanganui Boxing Day races.
I was snotted by an old lady in a car doing a right turn from the gravel on the left of the road without indicating. I tore my achilles and totalled my bike.
The others rode back without me and with my wife on the back of a mates bike.
On their way back, before Kaikoura, they were deliberately blocked by a guy in a car with his wife and children. Every time they tried to pass, he moved over to block them. Eventually they did pass and one of the riders kicked off his wing mirror in the move. The bikes roared off and forgot the tosser in the tin top.
Not long after though they had slowed down to cruise and the same guy finally caught up to them, apparently he was on a real mission. He passed them on a bridge and just as he reached the end of the bridge, he deliberately swerved to the left clipping two of the riders and forcing 2 others to make a panic stop. One of the riders fell off and did some damage to body and bike.
The tin topper took off.
After they picked themselves up, the guys and gals rode into Kaikoura and went straight to the cops to lay a complaint. However, the tin topper was a local and had rushed in first complaing thta he was attacked by a bunch of 'bikies'.
The cops didn't want to listen though. They told the bike riders to fuck off or they would be arrested.
One of the guys has got the guys reg number though and through contacts had found out the drivers name, address and phone number.
For several years afterward, that guy received anonymous phone calls in the early hours of the morning from phone boxes all around the country. He lived in fear for all thos3e years that the bike riders were going to 'get him'.
They never did though, those folk are not violent, they were just pissed off at the lies and the cops one eyed defence of the local.
The lesson? Nobody wins when road rage takes over
I was on the dishing out end of some "road rage" 4 days ago, so I'm one of the bad guys.
I was on my mountain bike, signalling to turn into a sidestreet, and some stupid shite coming from the opposite direction, who was supposed to give way to me, did not give way, and pulled clean in front of me, mid turn, and thru some miracle I was able to brake the bike hard, with it "lowsiding" under.
I shouted some abuse at him, and suddenly his van screeched to a halt, and I rode up to his window, and the fun started. The arrogant old wanker stated, and I quote "i don't have to give way to you, you're not a real vehicle, and you bikers are all same anyway". This unbelievable bullshit went on for 5 mins, and I had gathered a bit of an audience by this time, including two other riders who had turned into the same road, and sat there chuckling away as I read this old twat the riot act. In the end I presented him with the option of apologising to me, or I would phone his number plate in right then and there. I got my apology.
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He was a Zombie?
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