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I had some jerk riding my tail through a construction zone about 7 years ago. Not only was the posted speed limit 15MPH there was a patrol car sitting on the side of the road nannying the situation. He stopped honking and backed off as soon as he saw the cop but resumed tool-O-matic mode once we had passed the cop and I guess he felt he was out of earshot. I even sped up to 25...didn't matter he rode my bumper. I was driving my wife's brand new VW Golf otherwise I would have slammed on my brakes.

As soon as the zone ended and it opened up to 2 lanes he sped by and threw a wendy's bag of trash at my car. I was furious to be sure but then I saw the full Taco Bell cup in the cup holder. "Oh thank you honey for letting the kids eat in the new car this one time." I knew it was root beer. I pulled up next to this clown driving his Dakota truck and got him to roll down his window like I wanted to yell at him. I lobbed the root beer bomb into his window. It not only made it into his window but it went everywhere.

I remember seeing root beer dripping from his rear view mirror. I hooked a quick left and ditched him. I remember thinking if he somehow caught up to me I'd just stop and and make this whole thing very much not worth it for him. I was shaking I was so mad with adrenalin.

In hindsight, I should have just took a few breaths and remained calm. It was only a Wendy's bag and it didn't do anything to my car. It could have escalated into who knows what? I could have caused an accident and you can't get that kind of stuff back. Wouldn't do this again.

But that doesn't mean I feel bad at all that this clown had to go home and spend several hrs cleaning out the cab of his truck.