So much for the burden of proof being on the prosecution.
Today I had a good one. I was at a light making a right onto a three-lane road. I pulled out into my closest lane with no problems and without getting in anyone's way. Three blocks later a blue compact pickup started to wander into my lane with no signal, I honked and flashed my lights, but he kept moving in, missing my front end by inches. He flipped me off and slammed on the brakes, then pulled into a parking lot.
At this point I did something dumb, I followed him into to lot. Yeah, yeah, I know, just save it. I know that I could have just driven on, but I have had it with drivers who think they can push everyone else on the road around. These entitled pricks are dangerous and they just go on with life because no one ever calls them on their bullshit. I did intend to have words with the assprick in question - the same way I have words with drivers who nearly hit me on my bike. The point is that I've been hit too many times to put up with people nearly taking me out.
The asshole pulled into the lot and immediately stopped and jumped out of his truck. A tiny little immigrant fuck that barely reached my shoulder. I got out of the car, wearing my western-style Fedora which makes me look about 2-3 inches taller than my already impressive 6'4" height. The little shit then starts yelling at me claiming that it's my fault because I ran a stop sign.
What? There is no stop sign, we were on the same fucking road. I let him yes for a moment before trying to calmly point out that there was no sign and that he nearly hit my car/pushed me off the road. He then comes charging over like he wants to get physical. This guy has got to be kidding, I pick my teeth with stuff bigger than him. He then starts calling me "fucker" and a bunch of other expletives and shouting that I need to learn to drive. Apparently he thinks that when I made my legal right turn behind him after I came to a full stop and waited for traffic to clear, I somehow infringed on his right of way. A difficult feat since he was already past me. This was his justification for trying to cause a wreck - and as a bonus, it happened three blocks before he tried to hit me.
"So you intentionally tried to cause a wreck. I'll tell that to the police."
At this point he launched into another diatribe of "fucks" and "Fuckers" while shouting that I needed to learn how to drive or he would "fuck me up."
I pulled my jacked up so I could reach my pistol and stepped out from behind the door so he could see it. He stopped and got really pale.
"You admit that you tried to hit me and cause a wreck, that constitutes assault. Now you have threatened me with violence. I suggest you take this one last chance to get in your car and drive away."
He backed towards his car with a few last "fucker"s and "learn to drive" before peeling out and taking off across the parking lot.
Yeah, I could have driven away, but this guy intentionally tried to hit my car for no reason other than he saw me make what he thought was an illegal turn behind him. I may have been able to drive off without a confrontation, but I have fucking had it with these people - and I guarantee that he will think twice before trying to use his car as a weapon ever again; and that is enough for me.
