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So, the wife, son and I are headed out for a busy little Sunday. Having just moved you can never go to Bed Bath & Beyond or Home Depot quite enough. My wife is driving and we pull out of the nieghborhood onto the somewhat narrow, curvey country road that we live off of. Wife screams "OH MY GOD!", I jump up from playing with my Ipod and ask "What". She says "This van", and I look out her window to see a white plumbers van along side us (on a two lane road with oncoming traffic). Just as I see the van I make eye contact with the driver who has the crazy eyes and see him VERY deliberately swerve into us. My wife is a very good driver, and we talk about scenarios like this fairly often. She swerves onto the 18 inch shoulder and stops. I would have pittted the guy, but she made the right call. The van angles in and stops pinning us from the front, we were clear in the rear to get out though. I'm in full on fight mode and levitate out of the car. I'm no stranger to scraps of any sort, but when it's to protect wife and child I can say I think that's the longest my fangs have ever grown. Well, I'm wearing my Samoan track shoes (flip flops) and tear around our vehicle to get this guy before he can do anything (more) to us. I guess he had a moment of clarity and decided it wasn't his day, so he punched it. I give quick chase on foot and get his tag number (VA plate BAE HMI). The whole time this is happening I'm, wishing I had the new Busse in our car that I'm taking out for a photo op. Well, I actually had a Microtech in my pocket that I didn't even think of and after I stopped running I saw that I had a large stick in my hand (don't remember grabbing it). Well, I run back to the car and tell the wife to GO, let's get this guy! Thank God for wise women, she says no- calm down. My 2 year old from the back pipes in with a "O.k.Daddy, SLOW down". The adreneline dumps from me at that sound, and my wife and I talk about what to do. I go on about how I won't be made a victim by some POS, blah blah blah. We decide to call the cops. Half an hour later the Officer shows up and politely tells us we can go file a complaint at the DMV, but past that there is really nothing we (or he) can do.
Here's the lessons learned.
1) Don't lose situational awareness. That Van could have just been setting us up for something else and I never would have seen it coming, all I wanted was to get to him and finish what I saw as a fight.
2) Listen to your Wife.
3) You CAN run fast in flip flops.
4) Hate to say it, but if we wanted to press any charges we wouldn't have a chance. No witnesses and no vehicle damage.
5) Most important. EDC a Busse, so you aren't thinking about the one in the car!
Hope someone gets something out of this, even if it's just an excuse to EDC a Busse!
Here's the lessons learned.
1) Don't lose situational awareness. That Van could have just been setting us up for something else and I never would have seen it coming, all I wanted was to get to him and finish what I saw as a fight.
2) Listen to your Wife.
3) You CAN run fast in flip flops.
4) Hate to say it, but if we wanted to press any charges we wouldn't have a chance. No witnesses and no vehicle damage.
5) Most important. EDC a Busse, so you aren't thinking about the one in the car!
Hope someone gets something out of this, even if it's just an excuse to EDC a Busse!