Drivers Ed revisited

[soothsayer]

I was talking with a friend yesterday about the stupid things we did when we were new to driving. I told him about this incident when I was 19 or 20 and got cut off by another driver. Well, not knowing any better I showed my gratitude to the friendly fellow motorist. Next thing I know, he gets his car behind mine and starts hitting my bumper with his. I didn't know what to do so I started driving down side streets to try and lose him. This guy became a maniac and followed me for at least 25 minutes.

Finally we get to an intersection and the light turned red so I got in the left turn lane. Right when the light turned green I made a sharp u turn before traffic started moving and ditched the asshole.

I tell you, I learned an important lesson that day. Be careful who you piss off because that person just might do something crazy. My friend said to me it was a good thing I didn't go home right away and I thought to myself, you'd have to be dummer than a rock to piss someone off and let them know where you live. :laughing

Has anything like this happened to other people or similar lessons you may had to learn the hard way?

[Homicidalheathen]

I see and/or deal with road rage everyday. Usually if you just give them a huge nutty grin they leave you alone...my kids just started driving....I hope they are spared this for at least a year or two until they are confident.

[Homicidalheathen]

Oh yah and the lesson? Don't take drunk bikers to a cowboy gay party. We almost got shot running out of the place after one of my friends dumb comments. We were honestly dodging bullets.

[JaneDead]

someone re-ended me one day in detroit by where i used to live at the time. it was night and it was winter and as i was stopping they just slammed right into me. we both just sat there for a minute, not sure if either of us was going to get out or what. then they decided to back up, and drive away down a side street. so i turned around and followed them. i could not get close enough to get the plate, so i kept following. then they realized i was following them and it became a chase. they finally got away because i realized it was not worth it to injure someone else by our driving so fast. i told people what happened and i got the :doh "are you nuts?! why would you follow someone like that??"

[Daevion]

someone re-ended me one day in detroit by where i used to live at the time. it was night and it was winter and as i was stopping they just slammed right into me. we both just sat there for a minute, not sure if either of us was going to get out or what. then they decided to back up, and drive away down a side street. so i turned around and followed them. i could not get close enough to get the plate, so i kept following. then they realized i was following them and it became a chase. they finally got away because i realized it was not worth it to injure someone else by our driving so fast. i told people what happened and i got the  :doh "are you nuts?! why would you follow someone like that??"

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that is pretty crazy, especially if your unarmed

[Homicidalheathen]

That aussie Steve guy said something pretty funny the other night....'you guys all carry guns around here? :confused ' Heh heh....you'll get used to it.

Wait till you go out west....

that is pretty crazy, especially if your unarmed

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[Guest Megalicious]

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[bean]

Me too :fear

My first day of drivers ed, I hit a fire hydrant! It was spectacular!

[Head Wreck]

i got pulled over by my driving instructor once. undertaking a ferrari... long story.

i learnt a lot of bad habits before i learnt how to drive on the road.

nowerdays i'm a much more relaxed less crazy driver. its not worth my neck doing the crazy shit i used to (or my liscence, esp as i have to comute 34 miles at 6am to go to work at the vehicle licencing agency).

recently i did do something silly. argued with a police officer who pulled me over, he was doing the old 150mph (no beacons or sirens) boot down the fast lane, he litterally came out of nowhere in the time it took me to pull out to overtake a caravan on my way back from RAF Cearwent.

the only reason i got off tbh was the fact he was in wrong (must have scared the shit out of em), i was still in DPM's with sgt stripes still on epalets, and gave my origin as RAF Cearwent to home. i was praying they wouldnt ask to see the boot ("yes officer, that M16 is realy a toy, honest, and the grenade launcher").

only crashed once, 12% inclie that turns slightly over 90 deg. in a short space, and a cliff where the road was. i was very lucky there were barriers. one mint condition 1981 datsun that did 50mpg on unleaded written off. (4 panneler). very lucky the road turned right too. else i would have really smarted. car managed to drive the reat of the 30 miles hom okay, but pulled to left a little form damage.

i miss that car. 50mpg, seats like armchairs, bloody good heater, lots of fond memories with women in that car, 4 door saloon. the car was absolutly mint too (except i upgraded speaker cones in the original housings) which was good when everyone in collage had some 88 rustbucket with a silly looking spoiler attached to it.

*sniffle*

[Goth Brooks]

I learned how to drive in a stick shift suzuki on a very small island with very high cliffs.

i was taking my dad's dog DWAN (dog without a name) to the beach one day and while i'm going around a sharp corner on the edge of the cliff he jumped in my face... lucky for me i swerved left instead of right.

i still jumped a small wall, blew out a tire with an iron rod, and knocked over a tree.

that's about the most fun i've had while driving.

the moral of the story? DWAN is the greatest name ever.

[soothsayer]

I learned how to dive a stick from a 3 minute lesson. My step brother drove me around the block in what was to be my new car. It was a 5 speed (can't remeber what model) Chrysler. Before I knew what was what, he parked the car and bolted for the night. I had to spend the next 20 minutes figuring out how to drive the damn thing. :laughing

I did get the hang of it though.

[Head Wreck]

i cant stand automatics.

thier not... natural...

stick shift all the way.

actually had to move one of Robyn's friends's Ford Scorpio once... ugh huge exec car with automatic gearbox. awfull slow gas guzzling POS. i donyt know why on earth she had it. she was a student who was short.

mind you. a friend when i took engineering had one, he was short too. when we used to take a ride i used to sit behind him, as with his seat the way he liked it i can strech my legs in huge new rock boots and not touch the front seat at all :D

where was i...

i learned on a manual 3 cylinder Vaxhaul (GM) Corsa 12valve.

but did my practicing in a 1980 VW Golf MK1 that was thread bare inside (my dads toolbox with wheels). been hooked on smaller manuals since. esp if thier gear ratios are even spaced and low end (hence my old pug had its 4 speed gearbox changed in favour of a 5 speed citreon AX box). not to good on long haul (pug used to scream at 65+) but winding hilly roads she'd give most performance varient cars a kicking with a basic 1.4 litre normal asp. engine.

i miss that car. stupid police merc killed it.

[Soulrev]

Yeah when I first got my license I had a little accident after about a month of driving..

Didn't involve any other cars except mine. It was kinda stupid, but I was working at Burger King, and there's a gas station right next door to it. They share a parking lot in-between the buildings, I was parked in that area, in front of a concrete stump for a light-post that used to be there (but a semi had knocked it over trying to turn around in the parking lot, like they're not supposed to do).

Well being parked there as I was, you couldn't physically see the concrete stump while sitting in a Chevy Blazer..

I had forgotten I parked in front of it, only didn't see it when I got into my car because I approached my car from behind..

Well, started it up, threw it in gear and vroom-BANG! "Fuck..."

I learned it's a good idea to check the area around your car, before you get in it and go anywhere. And I also learned that it actually costs 1,100 dollars to replace a front bumper on a 1998 Chevrolet Blazer.