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An even worse case of road-rage

I was peacefully overtaking a truck
(and doing a reasonable eighty m.p.h.))  
when this huge Mercedes Benz
loomed up in my rear view mirror...

My car is a Fiat...

The driver came so close
I thought he would bump me
and he flashed his lights,
and tooted his horn,
so I said to myself
'What a cocky, impatient guy,
with his powerful Mercedes -
I'll show him! '

So I  slowed down...

He couldn't overtake me
because the truck, of course,
was blocking the inside lane...

He went berserk!  In my mirror
I could see him shake his fist
and shout unpleasant words...

After a while I felt magnanimous,
and let him pass...

As he passed, he made a sign...

So I tail-gated him
from Madrid to Valencia
(that's several hours)  
doing a hundred and twenty
in my weird Fiat Multipla
(the ugliest, best car in the world)  
and flashed my lights
and tooted my horn
and yelled out nasty things...

I was lucky the police never noticed...

When I reached Valencia,
the engine of my car conked out.

I guess the Mercedes Benz was fine...

Note:  No criticism of Fiats is meant here.  I have driven several and they're good cars, and relatively cheap.  I just misused this one, as I think you may have noticed.  I realize that my rage was highly dangerous, and I think I have learnt my lesson - probably more so than the other driver, who may well be as cocky and impatient as ever (the bastard!) ...
— Robert Melliard, Jan 06, 2009

About the Author

Region, Country: Asturias, Spain

Favorite Poets: Chaucer, Shakespeare, Du Bellay, Metaphysicals, Petrarch, Dante, Baudelaire, Lorca, Becquer, Coleridge

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Proprietress of Crimson Hearts

Proprietress o…

17 years 5 months ago

Robert,

I loved this piece, a great increase of atmosphere. in Germany we have a lot a highways with no speed limit and so the situation you decribed happens to me quite often. then I'll be siting somewhere for hours and hours with so much anger in my stomache... it's just one of the things that gets me to me like no other. I enjoyed the write, thank you for posting another road-rage experience! your Proprietress
Robert Melliard

Robert Melliard

17 years 5 months ago

No speed limit!

If there were no speed limit here in Spain there would be absolute mayhem on the roads. The situation is bad enough as it is, because many (mostly male) drivers seem to take very little notice of speed limits or driving laws in general. Please don't let such idiots (as myself) affect your stomach, however. We're not worth it! Best Wishes, Robert.
Fleur MacDonald

Fleur MacDonald

17 years 5 months ago

great read

I can't quite sympathize with you just yet as I have only had 3 driving lessons, but can imagine it and I can't wait for it. (not bad road rage, maybe the odd finger or two) Enjoyed Fleur
Robert Melliard

Robert Melliard

17 years 5 months ago

Female drivers

Contrary to male opinion, women are much safer drivers than men because they don't suffer from macho tendencies to want to rule the highway and show off the power of there big, shiny car (which some of us seem to think is an extension of our sexual organ). I wish you the best with your driving lessons. I hope you will be taught all the right signals, including those necessary in order to express road-rage... Best Wishes, Robert.
yenti

yenti

17 years 5 months ago

Robert

It was only one finger I used to you, and my Merc is fine it did it good, nearly charged my battery up though. The words used during this meeting, were quotes from various people that have crossed my path before, or should I say got out of my path, in that hay day, Fiats tilting at Mercedes how that paints a picture of futility LOL. A good write but I wonder what lesson you would have learned had you been in another car of equal power ????? Yours Ian.T
Robert Melliard

Robert Melliard

17 years 5 months ago

Macho drivers

Male drivers, in particular, show no mercy here in Spain, They are extremely pushy and never give way unless they absolutely have to. They also have races on the motorways quite frequently so I may have been influenced by their example after living here for over thirty years. As to your intriguing final question, I'm afraid the answer is I would have probably come away from this whole childish episode thinking I was a great driver... Best Wishes, Robert.
Rett

Rett

17 years 5 months ago

Oh man, can I tell you side effects.

Around 38 years ago I went into a deep depression caused by losing my step dad, my dad and my wife in a 3 week period. Car wreck, and the world is better off w/o him, Heart attack and step dad was a wonderful man, and wife ran off with my best friend, I miss my friend. Anyway, I was in a mental hospital for about 4 months. During this time I started doing better and they let me have a day pass to go into town. This was in Galveston, Texas. I was driving down Seawall Blvd. when a guy cut me off. I sped up, caught him, slid sideways in front of him, dragged him out of his car, proceeded to tell him what I thought of his actions when the police arrived. They handcuffed me and took me back to the hospital. After blood work and everything they found one medication, that I was taking 75 mg of was 50 mg too much. At exactly 25 mg I became violent. *LOL* Anyway, I can very much understand this reaction as I am a peaceful man. I haven't been on any medication for 37 years. at least not for that. Gout, RA, heart meds yep, not that. Enjoyed this write! Respectfully, Rett: "Next time you think you're perfect, walk on water."
Robert Melliard

Robert Melliard

17 years 5 months ago

Psychiatry

Many thanks for your fascinating comment and story. Psychiatrists and nurses in mental hospitals are only human and they can make mistakes. That's something which both you and I seem to have experienced. The problem with psychiatrists, however, is that they think they know more than they really do. As I understand it, psychiatry is a relatively young science. It only appears to have begun in earnest with Sigmund Freud at the end of the nineteenth century, whereas medicine for the rest of the human body had already been around for centuries by then. And our minds and personalities are clearly extremely complicated and therefore hard to fathom. (I still don't understand my wife, for example, even after thirty years of daily observation - but well, she's a woman.) I recently watched a B.B.C. documentary in which three eminent psychiatrists observed the behaviour of ten people for three days. They were told that five people were sane and five had a form of mental illness. When the three days were up they pronounced their verdict and made several mistakes about who was ill and who wasn't. So perhaps psychiatrists in general should be more careful about dishing out drugs with strong side effects, especially as they don't usually bother to warn their patients about potential problems. I'm sorry to hear about the terrible accident in your family. The break up of your marriage so soon after that tragedy must have made things much worse. Best wishes, Robert.

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