My sister was driving and a man going twice the legal speed limit thought he was in the right. She pulled out and because of his excessive speed, he almost hit her. Then he decided to follow us — which was a HUGE mistake on his part, especially since he was pulling all kinds of driving shenanigans in an effort to make her do something dangerous. Her driving skills are solid as a rock, even under stress.
I told her first to pull into the parking lot of the shopping center we were near, because I was fully determined to seriously harm him. He thought he was such a hotshot? It was time to give him a lesson in what it feels like to have someone beat the daylights out of you by way of Krav Maga.
I had her start driving toward police headquarters instead, as I called 911 and filled them in on what he was doing. He pulled near enough to us that I took a picture of him and smiled…the kind of smile that tells someone they’re in serious trouble. The look on his face was interesting; I think he thought there was only one person in the car — my sister — and not a large, enraged redhead that fully intended to kick his ass. He had the look of someone who didn’t know who he was dealing with, and suddenly he was caught in heavy traffic with us.
I maintained eye contact with him as much as he could take, until he had an opportunity to turn at an intersection and literally burn rubber trying to race out of Burbank (CA). The 911 dispatcher offered to have a couple of our officers give him an ‘escort,’ but he was at least halfway out of our fair city by that point.
Don’t lecture me about potentially giving someone a beat-down, because I don’t care; I’m always ready to go to jail if anyone fucks with my family. Save your breath about, “You could get hurt, etc.” You’d be wasting your time. You DON’T want to know about my background or the extreme childhood abuse that fueled it, trust me. You do NOT want those images in your head.
Road Rage in America 2020
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He pulled near enough to us that I took a picture of him and smiled…the kind of smile that tells someone they’re in serious trouble.
The look on his face was interesting; I think he thought there was only one person in the car — my sister — and not a large, enraged redhead that fully intended to kick his ass Know your place while others are still wandering and roaming!
