Crusher. 6/30/2007
I was in 2 minds about posting this. Mainly because of what happened one post previously, and my specific comment about women drivers cutting in front of vehicles much bigger than theirs. I don’t want to give you the impression that I’m some sort of road bully, or that I use the diesel as a weapon on the road. I obey road rules. I am courteous in traffic, and will yield and merge when the situation calls for it. I signal my intentions early. I don’t tailgate or intimidate other drivers, nor do I use the sheer bulk of the diesel to force my way through traffic. But what happened to me this evening beggared belief.
I was on the way home, after work, late in the evening. There was a long line of cars waiting their turn to turn left at a “T” junction. This junction is controlled by a set of traffic lights, and the left and right turning lanes are clearly marked, with a double white line splitting them. This means that if you’re turning left, you turn left, or vice versa. You certainly aren’t allowed to wait on the right and make the left turn when the lights turn green.
The unfortunate thing is, the lights are short, and perhaps 5 or 6 cars get through at a time. I was 3 cars away from the light, and was waiting for it to turn green. I know these lights well, and had the diesel in gear, and ready to go, so that I didn’t unnecessarily delay the cars waiting behind me with a slow take off. There was a brand new Nissan on my right. I didn’t think anything of it, aside from the fact that there were 3 young girls in the car.
The lights turned green, the cars started moving, and I let the clutch out. And the Nissan next to me put its left turn signal on, and tried to quickly cut into the gap in front of me to take the left turn. Except that there wasn’t any kind of gap. I was maybe 5 feet away from the car in front, and I definitely had no where to go. I hit the horn, loudly. No, I didn’t touch the brakes. If I did, the car behind would have rear ended me. There was a high curb to the left of me, and I couldn’t even move over.
This bitch didn’t give me an inch, and deliberately tried to force her way in. Even when there was absolutely no way in. I gave up. And ran the diesel straight along the left side of her car. I crumpled the passenger side door, tore off the wing mirror, the front fender and the bumper. I definitely shunted the left front wheel, making the car undriveable.
She managed to get the car through the intersection, dragging bits of plastic along. She stopped her car, and was making motions of getting out to discuss the “accident”. I looked in my rear view mirror, and saw the guy in the car behind me grinning broadly from ear to ear. I looked over to the left, at the female passenger in the Nissan, who was pale in fright. The driver got out of the car and stood up. It was a young chinese girl, looking very butch. Very butch indeed.
She was glaring at me, waiting for me to stop and get out. I looked at her, decided that I was rather more hungry than angry, flipped her the bird, and drove off.
Never, ever, ever, fuck with the Snark and his diesel. Ever.
I think the diesel gets returned to the company pool this coming Monday, and I’m going to indent for something a little more anonymous, and a little less powerful.
- Posted in : On the road
- Author : thesnark
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WOW! Really? Drove off, huh? Hmmm.
Seems that driving away from the scene and then discussing it here is inviting trouble, don’t you think? Do you find yourself looking over your shoulder?
They gotta learn some common courtesy somehow, dont they? Got what she deserved!!
Scott,
Getting arrested for leaving the scene of an accident seems to be an American thing. Snark doesn’t live here.
John
Scott : Could you call it an accident? She cut across a double white line and was driving dangerously. I couldn’t stop in time. She still tried to force her way in even after I warned her it wasn’t safe to do so. Did I leave the scene of an accident? Not really, because this morning I did make a police report. The local law allows me 24 hours to do so. The police sergeant comes out to take a look at the diesel, to take pictures of the damage, turns to me and says “did you actually hit this car?” There was no damage at all, except for some scratches on the bull bar and scuff marks on the tyre.
Beaker : That she did. What she did was dumb. Stupidly so.
John : I can’t afford to get arrested. If they pull my records I’m going to be asked some very uncomfortable questions, along with the big query as to why everything says “refer to (random 3 letter acronym).”
In this lawless eastern town….
If i’m not mistaken, if anyones asking anyone for compenstion, it be snark. It’s the womans fault, she crossed a double white line causing the accident.
Firstly, having ridden with you carving your way through urban traffic like a London Despatch Rider in a ‘roid rage on a motorcycle, I have grave doubts about the sentences “I obey road rules. I am courteous in traffic, and will yield and merge when the situation calls for it. I signal my intentions early”.
Exactly which road rules are you referring to? Those in Basra on a sunny (sic) Sunday?
I think your next company vehicle should be something nice and compact, something “manufactured” by Perodua, for example
Grant : I’m a slow rider.
Grant : Actually, Snark really is a slow car driver. Seriously. The times I’ve been in the car it’s been me being the annoying back seat driver, “why are we going so slloooooow”
Most of the time anyway.
I think it would be wise to post a picture of your diesel, just in case if I see it on the road I’d know what to do.
A toast to thesnark on what he did… I admire his intelligence or should I say his good sense… I think what he did is something that should have been done long ago so as to teach those unlawful drivers on the road a lesson… If not they will just go on and on thinking that they have the road all to themselves… It would be appropriate that we be nice to ladies but only when circumstances say so… If they don deserve our respect then they better not even think about getting it from anyone… No matter what, I believe that if we play by the rules nothing bad will ever befall on u… That is if you know the rules…
hehe… i love u more as the days passes… kudos on the bravery.. owh btw.. what did u end up having for dinner?
There are a lot of f**kers on the road! Thank God for the Snark to bring them the wrath of God!