Years ago I was in a car with a mate driving along some little country lanes in rural Worcestershire. We come up behind an old white Range Rover and he's only doing about 40 in the 60, so as there's a decent gap, my mate decides to overtake. Just as we are overhauling him, he floors it, and we have some serious brown trouser time as my mate labours to get past him (with hindsight not sure why he didn't drop back, guess he'd committed) and gets into the gap before the next bend with precious little space to spare. Anyway this guy now rides right on our back bumper and is clearly pissed. We get to a big roundabout and we're in the right lane. We move onto the inside of the roundabout, and as we do, he guns it past us and screeches to a halt with his car diagonally blocking us in against the roundabout. He instantly gets out of the car and comes over, my mate locks the car, big red-faced bald man screams at my mate and punches the wing mirror clean off. My mate panics and reverses back without checking, coming inches from knocking off a guy on a moped coming round this sorry scene in the middle of the roundabout. We gun off and leave him standing in the middle of a roundabout, his car at a 45 degree angle to the road and our wing mirror lying on the tarmac. Absolutely insane behaviour, and all for having the cheek to do a perfectly legit overtake.
On the subject of road rage from big bald men:
Years ago I was in a car with a mate driving along some little country lanes in rural Worcestershire. We come up behind an old white Range Rover and he's only doing about 40 in the 60, so as there's a decent gap, my mate decides to overtake. Just as we are overhauling him, he floors it, and we have some serious brown trouser time as my mate labours to get past him (with hindsight not sure why he didn't drop back, guess he'd committed) and gets into the gap before the next bend with precious little space to spare. Anyway this guy now rides right on our back bumper and is clearly pissed. We get to a big roundabout and we're in the right lane. We move onto the inside of the roundabout, and as we do, he guns it past us and screeches to a halt with his car diagonally blocking us in against the roundabout. He instantly gets out of the car and comes over, my mate locks the car, big red-faced bald man screams at my mate and punches the wing mirror clean off. My mate panics and reverses back without checking, coming inches from knocking off a guy on a moped coming round this sorry scene in the middle of the roundabout. We gun off and leave him standing in the middle of a roundabout, his car at a 45 degree angle to the road and our wing mirror lying on the tarmac. Absolutely insane behaviour, and all for having the cheek to do a perfectly legit overtake.