Re: Another, "what would YOU do" thread
This actually happened to my father when I was just a small boy. A guy thought my father had cut him off or something and at the next red light, he pulled up next to us, jumped out of his car and reached in our window and grabbed my dad by the neck and collar and started shaking him. This was in the days before power windows, doorlocks and air-cond and our Buick Super sat high enough that the guy's arms were stretched uncomfortably between the window's edge and the upper door frame. My father, without missing a beat, cranked the window up and held the window crank as tight as he could putting maximum pressure on the guys arms. When the light changed, my dad put the shift lever in gear and started to roll forward. At this time, the guys wife ran out of her car and crying and pleading, begged my father to let him go. I swear the guy filled his pants because from the look on my father's face, I thought he would surely drive off, dragging the guy until his legs wore down to his knees. Dad stopped and let the window down. The guy meekly thanked him, apologized and got back in his car. As we drove away, I could see the guys wife slapping the snot out of him. My father never said a word about it and my mother sat quiet mumbling something about his temper. My dad wasn't very big, but you didn't want to piss him off.