so i'm out and on my way for lunch today, minding my own business and approach a roundabout (traffic circle) with multiple entry/exit points. each entry is clearly marked with a yield, and this dude in an rsx just SCREAMS through a yield sign, cuts me off and punches it around the circle, flying out the other side, his fartcan screaming (appropriately) "riiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii iiiiiiiiiiiiiiice" as he disappears into the distance.
i decide not to let this bother me and continue on to my lunch destination. i go to turn into the parking lot and a neon with chrome hubcaps and vinyl graphics from canadian tire screeches out in front of me, cutting me off again. wtf?
last night, however, was the piece de resistance. i'm stopped at a light, we're in a three lane, two lanes of which are heading the direction i am. a black sunfire with steelies (no hubcaps, mind you) and red underglow is the car ahead of me to the left and he is barking some sort of stupid shit out the window of his car to the girls in the car directly in front of me. i can tell they're shooting him down because of the way they're laughing at him. so he punches it when the light turns green and smokes his front tires because they're 14" tires that are like 5" wide that probably came from crappy tire on a discount. anyway, once the car hooks up the torque steer gets the best of him and jerks him into oncoming traffic, to which he immediately has to recover from, and just barely.
we reach the next set of lights and now i'm beside him because the girls turned off when he smoked his tires. i roll down my window and remark on the fact that he almost took out another car, to which he replies in a rather vulgar fashion. i turn right and head towards my destination and the asshole decides to cut across a lane and follow me. i grin, and slow the car down because i can hear the fartcan approaching. i'm crawling along the street at half the speed limit and this dude is PISSED. he keeps punching the gas a bit, making his tires squeal a little each time and i continue on at my morbidly slow pace until we reach another red light. we stop and he pulls up diagonally (!?) behind me, yelling stupid shit out his window. i put mine down, stick my head out of the window and exclaim that i can't hear him over the angry bees he keeps in his trunk. he shuts up briefly, much to my surprise (probably because he couldn't decide if i just insulted him or gave him props) and i gun it off the light, leaving the ass in the dust. i then decide to see if he'll still follow me so i slow down to the same speed again and sure enough, ten seconds later, he's back in my rear-view mirror, weaving back and forth and revving his engine. i decide then and there that i need to lose this asshole, if only because i've bypassed my destination in favour of this "entertainment" and he shows no sign of departing unless i do so. i head towards a faster blind turn, knowing that he'll gun it and fly by me on a moment's notice. he does so and i gradually slow down as he heads around the bend. i calmly pull in to somebody's driveway, turn around and continue to my destination leaving captain underglow to wonder where i actually went.
anyone else experience the rice assault? traffic woes? harassment on the road? please share.