![]() 10/13/2015 at 22:52 • Filed to: None | ![]() | ![]() |
Some guy in a Ford Fusion with Nevada veteran “_WOBO__” plates was acting super weird around me and I pulled up next to him and rolled down my windows. He accused me of driving drunk and asked me if I wanted my ass beat. I wasn’t drunk and have never been.
I was slightly fucking around with my stereo panel while Before I encountered him. I was driving straight. He started acting weird (honking at me from another lane) and I thought he was trying to signal to me some sort of message. I ignore it and do my typical thing, first gear to 5k rpm, then skip shifting at the speed limit to 4th. He drives past me looking at me Doing a “WTF” motion with his hand. He’s now in front of me. Veteran guy then brake checks me in the middle of a 35 mph zone and i pull up next to him at around 20 mph. He starts off with “do you want to get your ass beat?” I’m bewildered by this comment and reply with “what are you talking about?”. He replies with “you’re driving drunk” (along the lines of that) and I’m in disbelief. He pulls away as I slow to the intersection I have to use to enter my neighborhood.
I was not drunk, and never have been. I haven’t had a taste of alcohol since June, and the only thing I’ve consumed has been a Medium Frappacino (yes I drink those on occasion, yes I do work out). I’m still on a bit of a energy buzz. My car has a loud fucking exhaust and I can’t stop that. I do rev High from intersections (it was pretty fucking empty in this occasion). I wasn’t being an asshole. the matrix has a manual pedal logo on the back and a “kill all tires” license plate frame. This might give the connotation I’m a unresponsive teenager. I’m not. I hold a job with 3 AP classes and with at least 7 hours of work a week in leadership class related activities. I haven’t been going to bars before this, but at a Starbucks writing an Econ essay. Yes, me fiddling with the stereo may have conceived some swerving. It involved me Trying to shove the panel in. Yes, I may have been distracted. But I’m sure that I didn’t swerve.
What the fuck is going on. I do not want any passive aggressive Nevadian vets beating my ass.
![]() 10/13/2015 at 23:03 |
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It sounds like you examined your behavior carefully. That’s the responsible thing to do. If you know in your mind that you didn’t do anything wrong, then just forget about this incident. Some behaviors are inexplicable. On the other hand, if you get this reaction from more than one person, then you may have to take it more seriously. Otherwise, don’t worry about it.
Also, don’t mess with your stereo panel or anything else while moving. It can cause you to weave or miss something while distracted and lead to an accident (example: if this guy had brake checked you while you were looking down, you’d have hit him and you’d have to deal with more of his shit).
![]() 10/13/2015 at 23:07 |
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I think you should have waited until your “energy buzz” dissipated before trying to write this.
![]() 10/13/2015 at 23:08 |
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Yeah...I'm not dicking with my stereo while I'm driving after this incident...
![]() 10/13/2015 at 23:09 |
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But the Matrix is still safe, right? [is relieved]
![]() 10/13/2015 at 23:11 |
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traffic vigilantes are the blurst.
![]() 10/13/2015 at 23:12 |
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Yeah..I thought I sideswiped him (this occurred In a Buddy’s lifted F150 on a left turn where I was a passenger) or a trim piece had fallen off and it had damaged his car in some sort of way.... Even when he was brake checking me I put out the left signal to so we could pull over to an actual lot and see what the hell he was on about. Then he didn’t go through with it so I just pulled to his side and asked what’s the deal with him.
![]() 10/13/2015 at 23:13 |
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If you’re trying to dick with your stereo, I hope for your sake you don’t fit the aux in jack. :P
![]() 10/13/2015 at 23:14 |
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Yeah...it's dispersed by now...I sat in my car for half an hour contemplating what mistakes I made that may have caused him to think this way. I'm not fucking with caffeine and sugar during these Starbucks sessions anymore.
![]() 10/13/2015 at 23:14 |
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You think about this too much. I usually call the guy a fucktard brain donor and move on.
![]() 10/13/2015 at 23:15 |
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Don't have an aux jack. It was a cabin air close wire pull switch.
![]() 10/13/2015 at 23:24 |
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You have a strange plate for a Californian. Usually it’s a number, 3 letters, then three numbers. Trucks are a number, a letter, then 5 numbers. You have 5 numbers, a letter, then a number. Sorry, I notice stupidly small asinine details.
![]() 10/13/2015 at 23:28 |
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You have an interesting license plate. As a Californian, I always thought regular (non-vanity) plates had the sequence of a number followed by at least 3 alphabetic characters — which are then followed by either numbers or letters. Never have I seen a passenger vehicle plate have a sequence made up of primarily numbers. Yours remind me of plates for commercial vehicles.
On a different note, may I suggest alternating your routes for a bit? I’ve had my fair share of interactions with random crazies (e.g. once a driver cut me off, brake checked, tried boxing me in, blocked my paths and mirrored my maneuvers till I was able go “juke em” and take off after 5 miles; all because I honked), and each time I take the extra effort to [evasively] drive around and away to make sure I’m not followed to my destinations, especially since I have a discernible vehicle.
Take care, be safe, drive.
![]() 10/13/2015 at 23:36 |
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With all the different ways caffeine can attack the brain it’s possible you did make mistakes you don’t know you made.
How old would you guesstimate the vet was?
![]() 10/13/2015 at 23:52 |
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This Matrix has a little trick under its sleeve, as it’s registered as a commercial vehicle, in the class of station wagon and trucks. I can park in yellow zones without being penalized. And this format of license plate is new for commercial plates, as the a number, a letter, and 5 numbers has been abandoned.
![]() 10/13/2015 at 23:56 |
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50 ish. Graying hair.
I have to agree with you on caffeine, as it seriously does have an effect on me and has led me to doing something I would never have done if I were not caffeinated.
![]() 10/13/2015 at 23:57 |
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8% of the population is just flat crazy at any one time... all you can do is try to avoid them... Honestly, he was probably intoxicated.
![]() 10/13/2015 at 23:59 |
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These are commercial plates, as it’s registered under my dad’s company. And I will definitely be taking my alternative route home the next few times and alternating between the other ones I have.
Thanks.
![]() 10/14/2015 at 00:00 |
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Yeah...
![]() 10/14/2015 at 00:09 |
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Would a Mazdaspeed3 be able to get commercial plates as well? Asking for a friend........
![]() 10/14/2015 at 00:52 |
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Oh, of course, a hatchback (no matter how ludicrously powerful it may be) may be considered a station wagon. Just make sure to have the car weighed at a certified weigh station (for me a concrete plant), get an appointment at the local DMV to to change the registration (with title, the REG590 form, a business registration, a statement of facts, the owner of the vehicle there, and about 3 hours of your time), get it inspected there (they didn’t inspect the car at all, they just talked about how verifying the VIN), a 75 dollar fee, and then a pair of commercial plates.
![]() 10/14/2015 at 07:31 |
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I bet he was drunk.
![]() 10/14/2015 at 12:23 |
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woosh