Deliberately Cut Off By Car

[goldfinch]

I have violent fantasies. I imagine middle age women vigilantes shooting out tires of careless and reckless motorists.

I used to walk to work. Over the years I had a few near misses with cars. Most of the time it was cars pulling up to an intersection, the driver would look left before making a right turn. They did not think to look right to see if a pedestrian might be crossing in front of them. I was almost hit a couple of times by these kind of drivers. I'd imagine a baseball bat connecting with the hood of their car.

The worst was once when I was crossing a quiet avenue while walking parallel to a busy state. A car on the busy street cut in front of me while I was crossing the avenue. He yelled at me to get out of the way. I was pumped and yelled a variety of obscenities back. In retrospect, a dangerous behavior on my part. But yet satisfying.

[Eden]

*A lot* of drivers have no clue what the laws actually are. I was crossing the street (on foot) just last weekend at an intersection and was screamed at to cross in a crosswalk, by someone who did not want to stop - they nearly ran me down..... In this state *any* place where two roads come together is a crosswalk - painted with white lines or not and cars have to yield.....

It really cheezes me off is that person was willing to actually threaten me with their vehicle (by not slowing down while I was practically right in front of them). Even *if* I had been jaywalking, they still have no right to run me down.

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I have violent fantasies. I imagine middle age women vigilantes shooting out tires of careless and reckless motorists.

I used to walk to work. Over the years I had a few near misses with cars. Most of the time it was cars pulling up to an intersection, the driver would look left before making a right turn. They did not think to look right to see if a pedestrian might be crossing in front of them. I was almost hit a couple of times by these kind of drivers. I'd imagine a baseball bat connecting with the hood of their car.

A friend of mine who doesn't bike, but has a friend who does tells a story that I will never forget. Apparently the cyclist had a car from a perpendicular street run a stop...the cyclist somehow had the coordination/skill to unclip and run over the driver's hood...leaving DEEP and long gouges in the paint from her cleats. Of course the driver couldn't say anything, since he/she was totally at fault and knew it.

I fantasize about having the ability to react like that.