[JetBlack]

Originally Posted by VintageV8

Lots of comments here. Advice from an old man - act in haste, repent in leisure. You did the right thing. You took care of your car, maintained safe driving, vented apart from the situation so as not to accelerate the situation.
Someone asked me once what it was like to grow old. My answer might help you feel better. I told him about the expression that sometimes "the worm turns" meaning in a situation sometimes the bad guy gets his. Well, as you grow older you get to see it happen. Some day it will rain and the wind will blow and a tree will fall on their new car in the middle of the night - after they just washed it.

And filled it with gas. It was either get gas or pay the car insurance...

[napalmbomb]

A few years ago I was driving on I81 in VA in a semi, when a ricer passed me around 75-80 mph, there was a broke down truck with a mechanic working on it on the shoulder, the jerk driving the ricer eased over and got as close as he could without hitting the guy and kept going. I could see the two jerks laughing about it. Well around 10 miles later they did not see or chose to ignore the "right lane closed" sign and went into the rear of a dump truck! It didnt kill them but they got to ride on a helicopter that day!
As the old saying goes, every dog has its day!

[Taxpayer]

Why do you even notice these guys? Who cares what they do. If I were to get involved with every idiot around here where I live, it would be a full-time job. Be cool.

[zenflow]

Yeah, we all get upset about this stuff. It's just a side-affect of being human. I have not had to deal with any ricers really giving me any ****...yet. I've had a few ride right up on my bumper. When that happens, I either slow down to some rediculous slow speed until they lay off, or out come the snap-pops (those little firecrackers you throw at the ground and they snap. Grab a handfull and pitch them back. I never let anyone pressure me to increase speed or drive irraticly. One thing I've learned is that, the grass is always greener somewhere else. So, I really don't care about having the fastest car around. If those little punks want to think they are fast or whatever....ahhh just let them, it won't hurt me. Take comfort in the thought that all that does is boost their psudo-egos, eventually that ego will get very big and then they will run into the wrong person and run their head and get dropped back down to size.