So I'm on my way home last night and some a-hole has a chip on his shoulder...Here's the order of events...
I'm in the middle lane, he's in the right lane. He decides he wants over, so he comes over with less than a car between us. Fine, whatever, I hit the right lane and keep scooting. He cuts to the left lane and starts flying up because I apparently pissed him off somehow, not sure... I moved back to the middle lane and slowly made my way back in front of him(still in middle lane, he's in left). I put on my signal and pulled back in front of him to make room for traffic coming on from ramp. He decides to get all up on my ass, to where I couldn't see him bumper out my rear glass (less than 2-3ft). I thought about slamming on my brakes but didn't. Instead I kept in the gas and tapped to get brake lights but no braking pressure. He didn't back off so I let out of the gas to make him pass me. He bumped me, then went in right lane, came around and clipped my front corner as he came back into the left lane, trying to push me into the wall. At that point he started slamming on his brakes to try and make me hit him. Little does he know that I know how to drive my car like it's a race car and keep from hitting people in close proximity. Anyways, at this point we're in the middle of the bridge with rush hour traffic. He comes to a complete stop, gets out and comes back to my car, "What the ^uck are you doing? ...blah...blah...blah" to which I reply, "What are you doing? Trying to get us both hit!?!?!?" So we get across the bridge, as I'm calling the cops, and stop on the first ramp.
So on and so forth, cop says, "You have your story and he has his. I can either give you both tickets for reckless driving and tow your cars and let the judge work it out, or I won't give you anything and you can work it out with your insurance." So at the point, I"m like WTF!!! I didn't say a word, because I knew there was no point in hassling because there was no definative proof of who hit who, just that somebody hit somebody else. So now I have a broken corner lamp, fender trim piece, and a scratched bumper cover with no recourse. How fun is that???
I'm not pleased....His info...
Richard Strasser
308 Knollcrest Ave
Pekin, IL 61554
He has an electrician business too.
I'm in the middle lane, he's in the right lane. He decides he wants over, so he comes over with less than a car between us. Fine, whatever, I hit the right lane and keep scooting. He cuts to the left lane and starts flying up because I apparently pissed him off somehow, not sure... I moved back to the middle lane and slowly made my way back in front of him(still in middle lane, he's in left). I put on my signal and pulled back in front of him to make room for traffic coming on from ramp. He decides to get all up on my ass, to where I couldn't see him bumper out my rear glass (less than 2-3ft). I thought about slamming on my brakes but didn't. Instead I kept in the gas and tapped to get brake lights but no braking pressure. He didn't back off so I let out of the gas to make him pass me. He bumped me, then went in right lane, came around and clipped my front corner as he came back into the left lane, trying to push me into the wall. At that point he started slamming on his brakes to try and make me hit him. Little does he know that I know how to drive my car like it's a race car and keep from hitting people in close proximity. Anyways, at this point we're in the middle of the bridge with rush hour traffic. He comes to a complete stop, gets out and comes back to my car, "What the ^uck are you doing? ...blah...blah...blah" to which I reply, "What are you doing? Trying to get us both hit!?!?!?" So we get across the bridge, as I'm calling the cops, and stop on the first ramp.
So on and so forth, cop says, "You have your story and he has his. I can either give you both tickets for reckless driving and tow your cars and let the judge work it out, or I won't give you anything and you can work it out with your insurance." So at the point, I"m like WTF!!! I didn't say a word, because I knew there was no point in hassling because there was no definative proof of who hit who, just that somebody hit somebody else. So now I have a broken corner lamp, fender trim piece, and a scratched bumper cover with no recourse. How fun is that???
I'm not pleased....His info...
Richard Strasser
308 Knollcrest Ave
Pekin, IL 61554
He has an electrician business too.
, but since I've put this rant on Turboford and Stangnet it's very possible that random people across the country could happen to slip subscription in the mail and sign him up for calling lists and magazines. But as I said, I would never do such a thing nor would I condone it. 
Let's just call it karma...
