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I'm going to kill someone. I damn near did it this morning.
I was on my way in to work, driving east on VA 267, aka the Dulles Toll Road (DTR), approaching the toll plaza. The left hand lane is the Smart Tag/EZ Pass lane, and it splits into two lanes just before you get to the sensors that read your tag, and I normally stay right, since the left lane has the people coming from IAD merging in just after that (to and from Dulles Airport have dedicated lanes that are free), and then it ends a little after that. Many people in the left middle lane will try and move over into the right fastoll lane at the last minute, but it's a lane change for them, and they will yield to traffic already there (or find themselves paying a fuckload more in insurance for being an idiot), as is good and proper. The guy in that lane wanted to move over, and was slowing down to merge in behind me, which was cool, he signaled, I'd have let him in in front of me just for that, but he was being a good driver.
Next thing we know, from three lanes over comes some asshole in a dinky little mid 90's Civic, who after just missing the guy slowing down to move in behind me locks up his breaks and tries to veer back right when he realizes that I happen to be on just the other side of the guy he just missed. I of course hit the breaks as well. The hole behind me the guy next to me was going to merge into rapidly closes, as the cars behind me are catching up fast, since I just went from ~55mph to ~15mph in a shorter distance than I would have thought possible (I do love my car, but I'm gonna get hit from behind some day by a lesser vehicle, I just know it).
This dickhead puts his phone down, and looks at me like "What the fuck is YOUR problem?" I swear, I damn near just dropped the clutch and floored it. This asshole's brains, assuming there were any actually in there, would have made a nice contrast in light grey on the shiny jet black of my hood, and goddamn if his door wasn't right fucking there. If I couldn't have stopped as fast as I did, he'd have hit me dead center on my right side. If I'd still been driving the Saturn, I have no doubt it would have been totalled, and I'd have been lucky to live when I then hit the big concrete filled poles separating the two fastoll lanes as I started rotating on the approach. I really wish there was a way to convey to this asshole just how close to being murdered with a car he came this morning. I damn near did it without thinking. He tried to kill me. It was an act of careless stupidity on his part, but never the less, at that point, I was in full on adrenaline rush, and my car, being a convertible, weighs 4400lbs and has a rigid frame. His Honda would have crumpled like a fucking bug. If the car just to the right of me hadn't already been slowing down, he'd have rear ended him. It was pure fucking luck that no one died in what would have been instant chaos.
I've been jittery all day because of it. I'm not sure what's bothering me more, what he did, or the reaction I had to force myself to hold in check because of it.
I was on my way in to work, driving east on VA 267, aka the Dulles Toll Road (DTR), approaching the toll plaza. The left hand lane is the Smart Tag/EZ Pass lane, and it splits into two lanes just before you get to the sensors that read your tag, and I normally stay right, since the left lane has the people coming from IAD merging in just after that (to and from Dulles Airport have dedicated lanes that are free), and then it ends a little after that. Many people in the left middle lane will try and move over into the right fastoll lane at the last minute, but it's a lane change for them, and they will yield to traffic already there (or find themselves paying a fuckload more in insurance for being an idiot), as is good and proper. The guy in that lane wanted to move over, and was slowing down to merge in behind me, which was cool, he signaled, I'd have let him in in front of me just for that, but he was being a good driver.
Next thing we know, from three lanes over comes some asshole in a dinky little mid 90's Civic, who after just missing the guy slowing down to move in behind me locks up his breaks and tries to veer back right when he realizes that I happen to be on just the other side of the guy he just missed. I of course hit the breaks as well. The hole behind me the guy next to me was going to merge into rapidly closes, as the cars behind me are catching up fast, since I just went from ~55mph to ~15mph in a shorter distance than I would have thought possible (I do love my car, but I'm gonna get hit from behind some day by a lesser vehicle, I just know it).
This dickhead puts his phone down, and looks at me like "What the fuck is YOUR problem?" I swear, I damn near just dropped the clutch and floored it. This asshole's brains, assuming there were any actually in there, would have made a nice contrast in light grey on the shiny jet black of my hood, and goddamn if his door wasn't right fucking there. If I couldn't have stopped as fast as I did, he'd have hit me dead center on my right side. If I'd still been driving the Saturn, I have no doubt it would have been totalled, and I'd have been lucky to live when I then hit the big concrete filled poles separating the two fastoll lanes as I started rotating on the approach. I really wish there was a way to convey to this asshole just how close to being murdered with a car he came this morning. I damn near did it without thinking. He tried to kill me. It was an act of careless stupidity on his part, but never the less, at that point, I was in full on adrenaline rush, and my car, being a convertible, weighs 4400lbs and has a rigid frame. His Honda would have crumpled like a fucking bug. If the car just to the right of me hadn't already been slowing down, he'd have rear ended him. It was pure fucking luck that no one died in what would have been instant chaos.
I've been jittery all day because of it. I'm not sure what's bothering me more, what he did, or the reaction I had to force myself to hold in check because of it.
