Hello and welcome to the Home of Road Rage.

This is a web page dedicated to the anger and frustration of all city drivers. Whether you're a truck driver, a bicyclist, a motorcyclist, or just a car driver, everyone gets ticked off sooner or later. And many cannot hold back the wonderful flow of rage that oozes through their blood. And the result is terrifyingly terrific. And so, sit back, and let your fingers do the abusing as you read through the stories and accounts that are contained herein this web site. Over time I hope to be able to have a huge archive of different accounts, all categorized into "Bloodshed", "Twisted Metal", "PMS" (that should be good) and "Carmageddon" and hopefully many more. But this site is your site. Any story sent to me, I will post on this site. Any photos or even mpegs would be terrific. I've started this page, now you let it happen. We want this page to develop into a page where all those hungry for bloodshed can come and laugh and even cry. Sure, it's a simple page, but that just means its faster. There will be a brief description of photos, so you can know if you want to click on it or not, and even diagrams of how the accident ocurred. There will be stories attached to all photos, and photos attached to all stories. Oh, and for you Australians, there will be a special compilation of "P" plater stories, just to put you off getting your license, considering that it is a known fact that "P" platers are the major cause of the majority of both minor and fatal road accidents.

Driving is FUN!! and they say that the car is a deadly weapon, well, I think human rage is the deadliest. So what do you get when you cross a car with human rage? ROAD RAGE!!!!!!!!!

Road Rage? What's Road Rage? Well, If you don't know what road rage is, you are either one of two types of people. An idiot, or deprived.. Now, if I may say, Road Rage is very entertaining. It's a sign of societies regression back into the stone ages when everybody killed everybody, then ate them. Well, too bad if you don't know what Road Rage is. You're wasting my time. Well, if anybody has got a cool thesis on road rage, I'll be happy to post it here with all your credentials, so those idiots who don't know what road rage is can send you flowers and thank you cards for being so helpful. Well, enough idle chat, the lights are green, its peak hour, and oh, its Friday night. Need I say more? Now get MOVING!! Honk!! Honk!! CRASH !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

A true story. Comes from Silicon Valley, in the USA. A woman was driving to work one day, in her little imported Holden Barina. Now there's nothing wrong with a Holden, in fact, I believe they are the best cars around. But the funny thing is, a Barina is a small car. Yes, she was a small woman, but has anyone seen Dolly Parton? Well, times that by 4 and you have the size of this woman's breasts. Her friends say that she knew exactly why God gave them to her. She would drive to work, from work, to her friends, and everywhere, holding a 1.25litre Bottle of Coca Cola, and a bottle of Wild Turkey Bourbon in between them, with a straw going into each bottle. Unfortunately, her boobs were too big to get her arms around to the steering wheel, so she just learnt how to activate the correct muscles in her breasts, and so she used to be driving through Hobart streets, drinking her Bourbon and Coke, driving with her tits, and smoking her fags in one hand, while her other hand did the gear changing. It really is a wonder she didn't buy an automatic. Well, the funny part is that one day she was driving to work when a cyclist rode directly into her brand new Barina. Well, she'd only had it for a week and so was a little, shall I say, peeved at the event, especially seeing as she had the right of way. Well, she stepped out of her car, she wasn't tall, but she wasn't short either, and walked up to the cyclist who was screaming at her. Now what the cyclist was saying did'nt help things either. Would you believe it, he had the nerve to call the woman a Bitch!! And then, as if he couldn't make things any worse, he called her a "Big Breasted Bitch". Her friends say she doesn't mind that, and that, in fact, she's quite proud of it, but when the guy is a little four and a half foot nerd wearing glasses, and riding a 60's trike towing a small trailer loaded with comic books, WHO WOULDN'T HIT HIM? And so, she looked down at him, through the crack in her breasts, and gave him four very simple and to the point words of advice. She said, "SHUT THE FUCK UP!!!!" and she hit him. Not with her legs, not with her fists, but with her breasts! She hit him so hard, he was unconscious before his small fragile body went flying over the bars of his bike, smashed his head the bitumen, his glasses shattered, and he ended up on the other side of the dual lane road. The nerd, my sources tell me his name was Bill, was released from hospital a week later with a cracked rib, cracked buttbone, and a very bruised ego. The woman was fined $500, and made to pay his hospital bills. And guess what everybody? SHE DIDN'T SPILL A DROP!!

Every one knows someone who has been involved in some form of road rage. I've got many mates with great tales to tell. I hope to get them all here soon. But here's a few stories, and where possible, photographs also.

Twisted Metal hungry? Let me know if this tastes good. Kyle's Datsun!!(with photos) P.S. Kyle was a "p" plater when this occurred.

This site is under construction, so keep it book marked and check it regularly. And remember, I'm bound to run out of road rage stories some time, so any stories would be great. And even if you have photos, in fact lets make this a Twisted Metal site, also dedicated to photos of crashed and written off vehicles. Send stories to [email protected] Any pics will have to be sent to [email protected]. Thanks Guys!!

Seeya.

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