‘I laughed and laughed for miles': Road rage incident has hilarious plot twist with justice being served in the end by use of windshield wipers

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  • "The pettiest of petty, but dang it made me laugh (and still does)"

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  • I've enjoyed lurking here and hope you will enjoy this fond memory as much as I enjoy remembering it.
  • It was many years ago, but I still laugh when I recall that day. I was on a highway traveling northbound.
  • The route is divided, two lanes either direction. I eventually needed to exit right to get eastbound onto the Interstate.
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  • A couple or three miles before my exit I found myself behind a real dominguero. This guy was going about 10 under the speed limit.
  • The typical flow of traffic in this area is 5 to 10 over. So I thought I'd get over into the passing lane and get around him quick before I had to exit.
  • I get in the left lane and he speeds up. So I speed up a little more. And he guns it, so I thought, hey he realized he's going way too slow.
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  • I'm not trying to get a speesing ticket out here. So I got back in the right lane and dropped in behind him, now doing about 5 over with several car lengths between us.
  • But as soon as I got settled back in that lane, he starts slowing down again, and now we're going even slower. Like, 11 or 12 under.
  • So I ease back into the left lane and the SOB guns it again, now doing at least 15 over and I can't pass without a criminal level of speeding.
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  • So I let off the gas and let him get ahead. And that's when I noticed: This has his driver's window ALL THE WAY DOWN.
  • And I knew right then what I was going to do. I eased back in behind him. Predictably, he goes back to turtle speed.
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  • Third time, I get into the left lane and start to pass. He speeds up. And when he lines up so that I am right up next to him,
  • I veered to my right, hugging the striped line as close to him as I can legally be, and I pulled the lever to activate my windshield washer.
  • I held it with mischievous joy, spraying and spraying and spraying. Just as I hoped, it went straight into his open window and soaked him.
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  • I got him good. Not just the arm he had propped up on the door. I got him all over the side of his stupid face.
  • He let off the gas, shook his head like a wet dog (pretty sure I got it in his ear) and wiped his face with his hand.
  • Laughing maniacally, I gunned it, got in front of him, and exited onto the Interstate about a quarter mile later.
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  • I laughed and laughed for miles. I laughed until I cried and my cheeks and ribs hurt. I still laugh about it. Hopefully you will, too.

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