[aigel]

I once cut off a guy in the San Fernando valley by a simple driving mistake. It happens. He had to break hard to avoid me but no other harm done. Waved at him with a "sorry" when he put aside me on the interstate. He didn't take that for an answer, yelling and screaming in his car and started to follow me for many miles until I finally shook him off taking random turns at red lights. I was 5 minutes away from work and prepared to call 911. Scary stuff.

I have lived in the South, where everyone was packing. Road rage was non-existent. I blame it partly on the laid back attitude but also partly on the fact that you know you'll get shot if you confront someone in their car. I liked driving better there. You didn't even have to pack, since everyone assumed you did. It was nice to be able to pack when you went into areas that were unsafe. Didn't even need a license.

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