Okay, so I had one of the worst cases of road rage I’ve ever seen today. And living in LA, you see it a lot. There I was, minding my own business, driving home from the park after taking my dog for a jog. I’m in the right lane, look in my mirror, see this suburban that was at LEAST 5 car lengths back, so I signal and move over. Then this guy speeds up, honks his horn, flashes his brights, and flips me off. So I flipped him off back. Then he pulls around side of me, continues cussing at me, then swerves in front of me. He slams on his brakes, trying to get me to hit him, then starts weaving back and forth all over the road. By the way, this was a skinny white dude in his forties…he had obviously blown a microchip or too. He was flipping out. So I keep driving behind him, then turn left, to head towards my house. As I’m turning, I see this guy getting into the middle lane, to turn at the next street and follow me. So I take evasive actions, and slowly cruise down side streets, but sure enough, all of a sudden he shows up, and nearly T-bones me at an intersection. This guy is screaming crap at me that I can’t even understand. I’m really close to home, but no way I’m going there and stopping. So luckily there’s a fire station a block away, so I calmly drive there, with him following me. I pull up right in front of the station, and he turns just past that in a parking garage. Oh, I forgot to mention, but I had my dog in the back of the truck! That’s what I was worried about the whole time! If not, I would have hauled ass and tried to lose him. So I jump out and start walking up to the fire station, since that’s the only safe place I can think of. He comes running around the corner, and starts yelling, “I’m a Federal Agent! You’re busted! You flipped me off! You’re done!” I said “No way, bumhole, you flipped me off first. I didn’t do anything wrong!” He replies, “You cut in front of me. I’m having headquarters fax over your info right now! There will be cops at your house when you get home to take you in! You’re done pal!” Then walks away. I still wasn’t really that scared, mainly because I knew I didn’t do anything wrong, and HE was the one driving crazy and chasing ME! But at the same time, if he were a Fed, it would be his word against mine. So I was a little nervous. Oh, and his license plate? It was TROOLUV. How cute. So I head home, and ended up staring out my front window for an hour, but as I suspected, no one came. So it was obvious he was full of it, but I was just amazed at this guy. He totally snapped for NO reason. I thought of filing a police report, but I don’t want to give the cops my info, and have to talk to that guy about it and settle what happened. I’d rather just find his address and go blow up his car or something. Sorry to ramble for so long, I just had to vent a little. This guy seriously snapped or something. Maybe he got fired, or his wife left him, or something. Who knows? But it was pretty damn freaky.