Tailgating....

[Dees]

This morning I experienced the worst case of tailgating I've ever had. Granted I'm not the fastest driver in the world. I stay with the flow. The speed limit in the area I was in was 55 mph. I was doing about 60. Shit for brains behind me in his pick up was no more than 6 inches off my bumper for eight miles. Damn I hate tailgating. I slowed down, sped up, tapped my brakes..nothing worked. I was so friggin mad I finally pulled into a lot to let the simple bastard by. To me it's the worst infraction there is on the road. Had to have been a damn Repuglikan.

[ayeshahaqqiqa]

1. Funny you'd say that

I don't get a lot of traffic on my commute, but it seems whenever there are whacky drivers, they have a Repuke sticker.

[Lefta Dissenter]

2. You did the best thing

just finding an opportunity to let him pass. You never know these days, particularly if you are sporting bumper stickers (sad to say).

[amber dog democrat]

3. What were you supposed to do?

I would keep a little American flag on a stick I might wave from a window - trolling for sympathy. Maybe wave a United We Stand bumper sticker on a piece of card board.

Is there no way to indicate you are one of his peeps ?

Maybe he'd back off then.

[Tom_Foolery]

4. That's my biggest pet peeve...

When I have someone in a fancy car on my ass, I'm always tempted to slam on my brakes and let him/her hit me. I guess I'm not brave enough to do that, though, because I always pull over like you did.

[CAcyclist]

5. Digital camera time

As a bicyclist, I have taken to carrying a digital camera and taking pictures of people who are harassing me with their cars. In a car, you just have to take a picture of your rear view mirror - if you get a license number post it online. Even if you don't actually get any useful pictures if the guy can see you clearly with a camera in your hands - it will put a brake on their behavior.

[Solon]

6. For me, the victim of a total of 3 rear enders in 9 years....

I'll tell you, I hate those ass riders with a passion. I usually get them when on exit ramps with no fucking room to pull over, or on single or 2 lane roads and highways. They fucking drive me nuts, one time I was driving to work, and I was heading on I-70 west, then I just entered the exit ramp that leads to I-270 north. For anyone who knows the area, its a long assed exit ramp, with no room to pull over or anything.

Anyways, I enter the proper lane, and as soon as I do, this big ass 16 wheeler goes right up on my ass. I'm at 60mph at this point, I was driving a '95 Corsica and this asshole was so close that I couldn't see his headlights, just the damned grill. So I sped up to 80 and he matched my fucking speed. I was pissed, and it was a good thing the road ahead of me was clear. So I looked at my buddy in the passenger seat and told him to hold on. I slammed on the brakes, and as soon as I heard his loud ass breaks engage, they were loud by the way, I gunned it and barely avoided him plowing over us. My buddy kept on saying, holy shit, holy shit. I simply said that nobody, NOBODY fucks with me on the road, I obey the rules as much as possible and they better be damned sure to follow the rules as well.

I must of scared the shit out of the Mack driver, cause, when I looked back next, he was far far away. Was it smart, no, but then again my satisfaction was enough. :evilgrin:

[Dees]

7. St. Louis?

After having lived in Missouri for many years I can say it doesn't
hold a candle for tailgating like the Eastern Shore of Maryland.

[Solon]

8. DING DING DING!!!!

We have a winner!!! You get the prize, a whole year subscription of VIBE magazine and 10 Nelly CDs, how do you feel? ;)

[Dees]

9. Go Cards..Go Rams