I had an experience last night that honestly still has me a little rattled. I have had the pleasure of hearing Mr. Kitty’s take on it, now I turn to you to see if anyone has any other suggestions. I apologize for the length.
First the setup:
I have an almost 40-mile (each way) commute to work. Approximately half of that is on a two-lane (one lane in each direction) rural road. Speed limit is 55MPH, although folks tend to go a little faster. There are houses dotted along the road, but you have to know where they are (and who they are, really- one does not typically pull into a stranger’s driveway around here)- there are no streetlights. There are four spots along the road to pass- one near the beginning, one near the end, and two small ones in the middle. If you miss any of those, you’re pretty much screwed… I can’t tell you how many times I’ve gotten stuck behind a logging truck peddling along at 40MPH.
I was at work longer than anticipated yesterday- ten hours total- and I was eager to get home. I turned onto the road, and found myself behind another car (the slightly bigger version of my own) doing about 50MPH. I thought about passing at the first point, but it was dark (2.5 hours after sunset) and I didn’t feel comfortable (there’s also a good bit of wildlife on the road, especially at night, and I don’t like taking chances), so I settled in for a leisurely ride home. At first I was about 1.5-2 carlengths behind the person in front, but I increased the distance when I saw the car weaving a little (drifting to the right side of the road, almost going off onto the shoulder- they would do this every few minutes, and they did it for the duration of the time I was behind them). About 5 miles into the commute, a car came up behind me, riding my bumper- I shifted to the side enough for them to see I couldn’t go any faster, although they stayed on my bumper anyway. About 12 miles into the commute, the guy behind me passed both me and the guy I was behind (legally, although I wouldn’t have tried it- it was at the bottom of a hill and people crest that hill going fairly fast). This was where things got weird.
The guy in front of me drifted to the right, almost going off the road, and then sharply into the left (oncoming) lane, driving along for a few seconds. I thought he was swerving to avoid something, so I slowed down and looked for whatever it was- nothing there. They swung back into the right lane, back into the left lane, and back to the right. This went on for several passes- it almost looked like two people fighting over the steering wheel. At this point I left the distance between us at about 3.5 carlengths and pulled out my cell to call 911. But, of course, I had no service, so I planned on stopping at the gas station about four miles up the road. That plan didn’t work out, though, because first we had to go through a partially-lit intersection (there’s a stoplight, a restaurant with one orange streetlight in front of it on the left hand side, and a house on the right hand side with an orange streetlight in front of it). As we came up on the intersection, our side was red. The person in front of me stopped abruptly (something about the way the car stopped alerted me to what was about to happen, and I had stopped about five feet back), the driver got out and came at my car with his fists up. He got about halfway between our cars, and I pulled off into the yard of the house on the right, passed his car, and went through the (now thankfully green) light. At that point I didn’t want to stop at all- the gas station was empty of cars, and no other businesses were open- so I went directly home and called the police to file a report (I had the tag number, a description of the vehicle, and a description of the guy).
So, summary for those who (understandably) don’t want to slog through that whole thing:
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I will be the first to admit that I’m a speeder, and I really, really wanted to get home, but once I missed that first opportunity to pass him I had settled in for the long haul- I was actually sitting back and singing along to the radio when everything went to hell.
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At no time was I closer than 1.5-2 carlengths, so I wasn’t “riding his bumper” and at 50MPH I feel that’s a perfectly safe distance.
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At no time did I turn on my highbeams. In fact, I’ve recently replaced the headlights in my car (they’re regular lights, not the super-obnoxious blue/white ones) and I know they’re aligned correctly- IOW, my lights were not shining into either his rearview or driver’s side mirrors.
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There was no place for me to pull over on the road and let him get further in front of me.
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I wasn’t leaning out the window, yelling and flipping him off. In fact, I would have thought he’d be angrier at the guy who passed both of us in a legal but slightly unsafe manner.
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Our cars were nearly equal in size- in fact, his was slightly bigger- so it’s not like I was in a Hummer intimitated a guy in a VW Bug.
I admit I’m a little afraid that I’ll run into this guy again- Mr. Kitty pointed out that he was probably drunk and won’t remember enough details to put the information together, but I still double-checked every similar-looking car on the way to work, and I’m going to try to get out early today.
So- thoughts? Criticisms? Ideas on what the hell was going through this guy’s head? What could I have done differently to avoid this situation?