Uh huh. My day came. You know that horrible feeling you get when you look in your rearview mirror and for a split second you think, they aren't gonna stop? Yeah, that feeling? Ugh. It's worse when they actually DON'T stop!!! I just knew it too. I had been watching him for a couple miles because he'd get right up my ass, then back off. 3 or 4 times. Then, when traffic ahead of me was stopping, as I started to slow down I looked back again and thought, he's not gonna stop. So I stopped a little further back from the car in front of me, just in case. Then I looked back again and thought, yep, and closed my eyes. BAM! Jackhole. I can't even tell how ANGRY I WAS! Boy did I chew him out!!! I know that was kind of dumb - he could've been a real jerk, or on drugs! But I was SO ANGRY!!! whew!
There were a couple brief moments when I felt bad for him, but they passed quickly. Here's the front of his car
My car will need a new bumper and right tail light but I think that's all. I love my car. I figure I'm good now for another 20 years :-) Thank heavens. That was so stressful!