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Road rage from jacked up 4x4 flogs.

Coming home Thursday arvo, minding my own business, approach a 3 lane into 2 zipper merge.
Check the lh mirror to make sure myself in middle lane has space for the merge when I see this jacked up Hilux, cheap flares, big exhaust coming flying up from a good 50m behind.
Theres no room for him and big trailer between me and preceeding car, right lane is full so I cant get out of his way, onward he charges, off the road, along the dirt, determined to get that 1 more car space.

Thankfully the drivers in right lane saw it and opened a gap for me to move over, phew, crisis averted right?
Wrong.

Pull up in right lane still at the next set of lights, ol' mate in the left lane, who ended up behind me anyway because as most of us know, zipper merging traffic always ends up being slower and congested, pulls up next to me and starts abusing me for not giving him space.
I said mate, you were 50m behind me when the lanes merged, you literally had to go on the dirt to get beside me, the problem aint me, its your driving style.
F U, ya wanna go C, blah blah.
Yeah, I do wanna go...home, now **** off, and away I drive.

Ol' mates not content with that, slow to get away due to his fully loaded trailer, the howl of his big exhaust fills the air as he peddles as hard as he can, gets infront, pulls into my lane, brake check.
Yawn, saw that coming clown, already heading for the left lane you just vacated knowing the 2 lanes soon returns to 3 and both left lanes free up.
Next light, full of rage from again being behind in the slow lane Ol' mate decides to cut across 2 lanes into left turn lane, slows beside me and empties his drink bottle all down the side of my car.

That'll do it, triggered, now im gonna see what youre made of, so I hook laft and chase the flog down a side road , he pulls the slowest u tutn at a roundabout, trailer tyres screeching under protest, fair dinkum I could have got out and put one on his beak whilst he wrestled with the wheel.
Back onto the main road, I follow, he weaves until the next red which see's me laughing my head off in the middle lane whilst he finally gets his 1 car space advantage in the left.
Light goes green, Ol' mate peels hard left down a side rd again as I drive off wondering exactly when he plans to 'have a go with this C'.

Little does he realise that I took his mobile number from his business trailer and have shared it with numerous people who've now filled his diary with bogus appointments for his services, all with numbers on private of course.
Soon there will be someone to greet him at an appointment though...