Just curious as to how short and extreme some peoples tempers are. What do you do every time some ******* in a car almost hits you or causes you to nearly go down out of shear ignorance? BRING ON THE STORIES OF REVENGE!!!!!!!!!!!!
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If I stressed over everytime someone in cage does something stupid, I probably wouldn't have time to ride.

 

Depends on where they're at. The worst was some tourist that did a 5 lane u-turn and came within inches of my front tire. I followed the ***** and knocked on his window, and asked him if he was trying to kill me or he was just a stupid **** that thought 5 lane u-turns were legal. Told him I was late getting to work, but I had his tag number and some friends that are cops and they'd give him some southern hospitality. LOL

 

I was with a small group ride in St Louis. SF, Shockers, etc. We were going up 55N and some lady is a Mazda 6 decides to whip around, get in front of, and slam on her brakes while I was doing a standup. I set it down and got up beside her and prodeded to try to kick her mirror off. No luck with that but the stupid ***** should have gotten her teeth kicked in instead.

Another time up there, same situation, bigger group of riders doing some filming with Drew Stone before the big SF ride. Some ***** in a semi with no trailer comes flying up on us and riding my ***. I finally get out of his way because a big rig turbo spooled up is kinda scary when his bumper is almost touhing your taillight. Then he procedes to split SF Farley and Shocker Andy while they are in wheelies. I don't know how he got between them it was so close. Then Toast decided to give him a peice of his mind but not much you can do to something that big.

 

ya that ****er was pretty crazy

 

If we come up to a set of lights after the incident happens, and i'm not all that pissed, I'll just roll up along side them and kind of swing my exhaust right at the drivers side window and bounce the rev limiter right in their facking ear. That usually makes me feel better. But not always, sometimes you still wanna punch people.

 

I was riding with like 8 or 9 bikes on a pretty busy street and a fagget in a BMW came and almosy hit my a$$. So I went up to the car and waived my hands like what the **** and he flicked me off. So i opened my helmet spit in his car and kicked it. Stupid ****er could have killed me and then had the nerve to flick me off! I should have done worse and kicked his A$$ but i'm sure it hurt him when I kicked his car! He learned his lesson.

 

Keep em coming fellas!!!!!

 

sorry... this was in a cage but it was one of the funniest roadrage sessions I have ever seen.

Last summer I was riding back to the shop with one of my friends in his F250. This guy drives like total ***. We are toolin down a 3 lane freeway in the middle lane and there was a guy in a new bmw that was going a little slow and my friend passes him on the left.. but cuts it real close.. He doesnt even get in the other lane all the way to pass the guy. The guy in the bmw flips the **** out and floors it, passes us, gets in front of us and brake checks my friend. Well.. Most normal people would brake.. My homie ****in floors it! Slams into the back of the guys bmw. I am thinkin that shocked the **** out of that guy... and at this point I am laughing so hard I cant breathe.. The guy in the bmw speeds up and my friend drops a gear and slams into the back of him again... LOL!!! this whole time we are going like 80mph on a crowded freeway... The guy in the bmw cuts 3 lanes and slams on his brakes and gets be hind us.. My homie speeds up and takes an exit at the very last second... almost flipping us over... and ditches the guy. The guy's new bmw was ****ed. the *** end was aaaallll curled up.. I was literally crying i was laughing so hard.

 

I was riding on a crowded street and this b!tch in a white pickup just flicks me off for no reason, I know when i'm being a jackass on my bike and this was not one of those times. Of course i get pissed off and give her the universal symbol for loving thyself we pull up to a light and she gets out of her car, she must have been in her late 40's and she had a little boy in the passanger seat. She starts flipping out at me and so at this point what do i do? I get off my bike and start doing pushups (i'm in the army and this is right off base) i mean seriously, what am i supposed to pimpsmack an old women in front of her kid????? she was confused as hell none the less...

 

Last year I was run off the freeway into the gravel shoulder by a guy who decided to merge from the onramp to the left lane of a three lane freeway. When I got back on the roadway I was still next to him but hugging the yellow line between the shoulder and left lane so I kicked and put a big dent in his drivers door with my riding boots. In retrospect I should have kicked/punched his mirror off. I had never thought of that untill reading this thread. I will keep it in mind for next time.

 

So many good ideas to raise two wheeler awareness! I've only had two close calls that really stick out. The most recent time I was heading across the river to Louisville. I was in the right left-turn lane (two left turning lanes) and had full right of way to both of the right lanes on the next street (four lane, one-way street). Some biatch in a mini-Blazer pushes me all the way over almost into the parked cars on the edge of the street. Once she settles into her lane I grab a couple of gears on the KZ (open exhaust at the time) and absolutely rip it wide open into their rolled down window, sliding into their lane when I passed. My buddy on our f4 whipped past on the left and settled in next to me. I think she may have gotten the point, I dunno.

The other time I was cruising home from Harvest Homecoming. I was on the f4 and the same buddy was on the KZ. It was somewhere between midnight and 2:00AM and all the New Albany streetlights had defaulted to blinking reds and yellows. I was leading, my woman on the back, and as I rolled up to a blinking yellow light I just stopped. I don't know why, I was tired or something. Danny is rolling behind me, he, his woman, and my woman all wondering WTF I'm doing.
I still hadn't really come to my full senses, I guess I was thinking about something else, when a drunk *** piece of **** pickup driver blows through the blinking red light at about 50mph +. What did I do? Absolutely nothing. I was so dumbfounded, as were the rest of the gang, that we just went on home. Looking back I should've followed the S.O.B. and held him down until I could get some cops there (I knew a few that were working about 3 blocks away at the Homecoming), but I just couldn't fathom what I'd just missed. Somebody was definitely watching me that night.

 

Nothing, I don't get angry.

 

Only one time i really lost my temper when i was run off the road. Don't know why i lost it but it did. Pull up at the next red light (thread up through some cars) and tapped on the window. I asked in a not so nice manner what he thought about running over and killing someone? To which he relpied eff you and some more curse words before i was able to put my kick stand down and properly introduce my shoe to his door panel.
Well i guess he wasn't used to that type of good ol boy introductions and began to roll up the window. Coincidentally my hand went into the car to shake his hand with the window up....oops. I politely tipped up my visor and said in as calm a voice as the ever "here i didn't want you to leave without me business card". I then proceeded to toss him my card and said if he ever needed anything to just give me a ring.
Funny thing is, ive never heard from him. I guess some people just don't know what to do when they run into some good old southern hospitality. Odd thing is that i got thumbs up from all the surrounding motorists, and a dude damn near fell out an explorer trying to lean out the window to give me a high 5. Thought that was pretty funny.

Every other time i just throw a bird and wish death on them.

 

haha...that crazy *** trucker at ride of the century was nuts...wont forget that ****.

 

Did you ever notice when these people finally DO see you and realize they just about killed you, They get these looks on their faces... ..You know the ones. The "who can I quickly blame besides myself?" look and of course, they usually blame you and try to yell at you or flip you off when you're passing by because, well... your on a motorcycle and they aren't. Then their mood changes when you turn around to see what they are saying and they suddenly realize that you could follow them all day and at any speed if you so desired. Or you get the "Sorry, I didn't see you" look. Sometimes to go along with that, they throw the little "Sorry about that" wave. It's always the same.