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I and the girlfriend are coming back from a mini vacation and we're on our way to San Francisco. We're passing through Redwood City, a bit South of SF, and I'm on the main street, El Camino Real, stopped at a red light. It's 7 in the evening, dark and raining. Out of the corner of my eye, I see a beefy medium-tall guy approach the passenger side with pretty good speed. I figure he'll just cross the street behind my car, but when I make out his facial expression I know he's headed for us. First he slams his hand with a lot of force against the front side window, then he qickly wipes the rain of the window and starts yelling "You leave him alone" repeatedly, making a really angry face. He slams his fist into the window real hard. It sounds like he pops a knuckle, which enrages him off even more -- judging by his screams which turn into wails. Next thing, he plants his fist with seemingly full-force against the window, and while I know that Sekurit safety glass is almost impossible to break with bare fists, I don't feel too compfortable, especially because my girlfried seems to get worried, I can tell by the look on her face. After all, the guy is only inches from her. I decide to run the red light if I have to. I'm also getting worried the loon may start kicking my door or procure a nifty rock or something worse. There isn't much traffic and the view is clear, so the risk is minimal, but just when I decide to floor it the light turns green.
I wish I could have at least run over his foot with my rear tire, but the weasel jumped out of the way once I got moving. I wonder if he attacked someone else. What sparked this anyway? My best guess is insanity. He seemed to mistake my girfriend for someone else. Going bare-fisted at a car window isn't a sane thing to do. The guy's facial expression wasn't sane either. His face was contorted with hate and when he yelled spit was flying -- which brings me to the evidence he left behind:
- a smeared window
- possibly a couple fingerprints
- saliva
- some blood from broken skin
Unfortunately it was raining and I don't know what's left of all that. The window looks just a bit smeared now.
The lessons learned or confirmed?
1. Psychos are out there.
2. Keep your doors locked.
3. Quality glass is worth the money.
4. Hope to be lucky. The mofo might dent your roof and doors.
And how was your Saturday?
I wish I could have at least run over his foot with my rear tire, but the weasel jumped out of the way once I got moving. I wonder if he attacked someone else. What sparked this anyway? My best guess is insanity. He seemed to mistake my girfriend for someone else. Going bare-fisted at a car window isn't a sane thing to do. The guy's facial expression wasn't sane either. His face was contorted with hate and when he yelled spit was flying -- which brings me to the evidence he left behind:
- a smeared window
- possibly a couple fingerprints
- saliva
- some blood from broken skin
Unfortunately it was raining and I don't know what's left of all that. The window looks just a bit smeared now.
The lessons learned or confirmed?
1. Psychos are out there.
2. Keep your doors locked.
3. Quality glass is worth the money.
4. Hope to be lucky. The mofo might dent your roof and doors.
And how was your Saturday?
