In highschool we were caravaning out to some place and the guy behind me kept flashing his brights at me - I would brake check him each time he did it - and it had gone on way too long.
We stop at a light and I get out in a rage ready to pound his face in - and he yells out his window that he'd been trying to tell me my flip down gas cap had flipped down and everytime I brake checked gas was spilling out of the back of the car when the fuel sloshed.
I felt like an idiot - closed the gas cap and went on...
Road rage is easy to fall into but is never the right thing to do.
We stop at a light and I get out in a rage ready to pound his face in - and he yells out his window that he'd been trying to tell me my flip down gas cap had flipped down and everytime I brake checked gas was spilling out of the back of the car when the fuel sloshed.
I felt like an idiot - closed the gas cap and went on...
Road rage is easy to fall into but is never the right thing to do.
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