So as I'm driving home from work on Rt 3 I realize that traffic is so unusually backed up that I'm going to have to get off and take backroads. I've never had to do so at such a point before, so I knew something was up.
As I'm getting off Rt 3 I get a call from my hubby (who I believed to be in a work meeting). "I'm so freaked out right now" he says. "I was driving on Rt 3 and this guy pulled up to my car, started yelling at me, side-swiped me, and then he proceeded to lose control of his car and flipped over in the ditch in the middle of the highway."
Holy crap. I realize that is what was the backup on Rt 3 (though clearly that is the important part).
"The guy was nuts. I didn't know he was even next to me until I realized he was side-swiping me. Then he lost control and just flipped over." he goes on to say. From what he gathered the man was pissed that he didn't let him in while trying to merge onto the highway, and road-raged to infinity and beyond almost instantly.
So the police come, take his statement and get his info, and tell him that they'll send this man's info in the mail. The man was able to get out of his car and was taken to the hospital to be checked out. He was bloody, but was able to walk and otherwise appeared to be fine.
Hubby stayed on the other side of the highway. He was unsure of this man's stability (clearly not very much if he'd do this), so he wanted to keep his distance. Hubby is physically ok, but is completely freaked out.
We're both concerned about this man getting his information, including our address, etc. since he is a nutbag. I'm honestly TOTALLY worried this man will come to our house and harm either hubby, or in some indirect way, little Scooter Magooter, by doing something crazy. You never know how truly crazy someone is, and arm them with our info and I feel completely helpless and defenseless. Thank goodness hubby is ok (physically). He is quite shaken up.
The only damage to our car was: