Living in Southern Calif, it is very easy to get crazy angry and probably a good thing that I'm not carrying.
Mostly the crowded highways here and the asshole on them.
Back in the days when my testosterone levels were at there peak, I had an occasionally thrown things at other drivers.
Bitch cut me off. I was in a service van with a company logo and #'s all over it.
Didn't stop me from ripping an orange apart and splatting the pieces on her windshield.
Good thing my boss liked me. he got the phone call.
I threw a full large cup of soda and ice on a guys windshield once on the freeway.
He was faster than me so he pulled in front of me and slammed on the brakes.
Came to a full stop in the # 2 lane of 5.
2 guys got out , I got out. I had some taekwondo training and so the first guy got a round house kick to head.
His arm went up so he caught it under the arm pit. But that got his attention.
I backed up and was reaching for a hammer in the back of my little truck, but it was locked.
Exchanged some words. Driver said he was gonna kick my ass. I said "You're gonna get hurt trying"
His buddy said " come let's go before the cops show up." They left.
That would have gone real bad if either one of us was carrying.
Age has mellowed me out a bit and made me a little wiser.