What is the most exaggerated manifestation of "road rage" you have ever seen?

Tut tut, I still have a lingering fear when I think about it, and I don't understand what is going on with people with "road rage".

When I was in primary school, my dad bought a car for a living, and often shuttled between Qian 'an and Tianjin in Tangshan, pulling goods and delivering them to several places. Therefore, for such long-distance transportation, it is inevitable to pass through high-speed toll stations or something.

I usually work with my dad when I have nothing to do on weekends. One is to make him happy, and the other is to enjoy the scenery along the way. Anyway, I like sitting in my dad's co-pilot day.

The driver is very hard, which is the first thing I saw from my father. He has to concentrate on driving for several hours, so it is understandable that the driver is a little "road rage".

However, most drivers are unhappy when they encounter unexpected situations on the road, so they can forget about scolding themselves, but the road rage I saw that time really scared me.

It was Saturday at 2 a.m. and I followed my dad out of the house until about 9 a.m. 10. The service station that is about to arrive in Tangshan is caught in a traffic jam, which is very serious.

Generally speaking, it is difficult to get stuck in traffic jams at high speed. Even if you encounter a traffic accident, it will be solved quickly. The traffic jam lasts for about half an hour. I don't know how many hours it took during that time.

Because it is summer and the weather is hot and impetuous, the drivers are not in a good mood all the way. Everyone is busy with his work. They suddenly encountered such a big traffic jam accident, and there was no news to inform when they could operate normally. Everyone gets off and chats with each other, guesses and spits.

At this moment, a driver's uncle got off a big truck far away from our car. He looks much older than my father in the middle of the year. He smashed the window of the co-pilot position from his car with a car repair tool in his hand. After smashing, he smashed one car after another. Everyone was scared to hide in his car, and no one dared to stop him. After all, he is a man with road rage. Who dares to provoke him easily?

Because I was afraid of hiding in my dad's arms, I listened to the sound of smashing windows closer and closer and asked my dad what to do if he wanted to smash our car. My dad said that if he smashed our car, he would go down and argue with him.

Continuous thump, thump, thump, thump, thump, thump, thump, thump, thump, thump, thump, thump, thump, thump, thump.

Then, then, he jumped over us and continued to smash the car. I was shocked. My dad said maybe he didn't smash our car because he was afraid of scaring me when he saw me as a child.

Just as he ran into it again, the owner who was hit behind suddenly got him under control. He was at a loss when someone waved his tools and smashed the window glass, so it was messy and chaotic.

I have never seen such a thing. I was scared to death.

Later, he calmed down and everyone let him go. He apologized to others and said he would make up for it. However, many car owners did not blame him, but calmly advised him not to have such a big "road rage", saying that everyone could understand him, that is, his behavior was too radical.

The uncle also realized his fault and kept apologizing to everyone, explaining that he didn't control his emotions or something.

In this way, after another three or two hours, the road finally passed, and many roofs drove forward with broken passenger window glass.

I was shocked. This uncle's excessive behavior was terrible. My dad told me that people's impetuousness can easily cause bad emotions, but we must learn to control ourselves and not hurt others.

Well, in this way, I had a profound and vivid social practice class.