I have been a licensed driver for almost 30 years, and yesterday I had the most terrifying experience I have ever had while driving. I'm not sure if Special Snowflake can even remotely describe this other driver, but since this is a good place for horrible driving stories, I'll put it here.
I left work early to pick up one of my cats from the specialty vet clinic. He had a surgical procedure, nothing life threatning, but still surgery, so he was not feeling his best. This is one reason why this experience was even worse for me than it would have been otherwise.
On the way home, I'm driving on the interstate and come to a part where two lanes kind of fork to the right, and three lanes go straight into the downtown part of my city. I'm in the left lane of the right fork, when all of a sudden a car directly to my left in one of the going straight lanes decides to change over into my lane, right on top of me. I see him coming, and in a panic, lay on my horn. Usually when this happens, the other driver realizes their error and immediately corrects back into their lane. Not this guy, he just keeps coming over. Fortunately, no one was in the lane to my right so I immediately get over trying to get away from the other car and avoid being hit.
I am angry, needless to say, but still willing to chalk it up to an error in judgment by the other driver. Then, the next thing I know, here he comes into my lane again! Of course I'm blowing my horn like mad, but it doesn't matter, he still just comes over, literally forcing me off the road onto the shoulder/emergency breakdown lane! Thank goodness there wasn't a broken down car or debris in this section, because I had to drive on the shoulder for several seconds (seemed like so much longer though) until I could get on the road again. At this point the other driver is behind me. I am convinced that there was no way the second time was an accident. I really do think they forced me off the road on purpose. I decide to call the police because this kind of driving could have easily killed me (and my cat!). I slow down to try to get the other car to go around me so I can get their license plate #. As they come up beside me in the middle lane, I see the passenger window is down. I'm not proud of this part, but I rolled my window down and as they drew up alongside of me, I see that it's two men and they are SMIRKING at me! I lose it even more and screamed some words at them that I can't repeat here. They get in front of me, and I grab my cell phone to call the police. Well, guess what...they don't have a regular license tag, it's a paper dealer tag so here they are driving around like lunatics in a brand new car! At this point there is an exit ramp, which they conveniently get off on. I don't know if that's where they were going to get off anyway or if they saw me with my cell phone and thought I might be calling the cops. For a moment, I considered following them, not to confront them, but to at least get the make and model of the car to make a report. The ONLY reason I didn't is because I had my cat with me, and I figured he had already been through enough that day.
I got home and called my BF, I was pretty much in hysterics and needless to say it took a while for me to calm down last night.