No, After You

I was living in Baltimore for about a week when I cut someone off for the first time. I didn't do it on purpose. I realized at the last minute that I had to turn right, and when I tried, I almost slammed into the car driving beside me, which had just suddenly appeared from the Dead Zone. The driver honked, and I ignored him, but then we reached the light. He was slowly moving to the lane on the right until his window was parallel to mine.

I saw he was about to say something, and I was ready for a fight. But then he unrolled his window and shouted, "What are you, Stupid?"

After spending a couple of years in New York, this kind of road rage was strange. I'm not saying every time you cut someone off they should pull out a gun, but if I almost run another car off the road, I expect a little more than a yes/no question.

Speaking of whatever it was I was speaking about, here's an article that actually says this guy wasn't alone, and that despite everything else, we're pretty nice people (click the picture for the full article).

Baltimore Drivers Among The Most Courteous - wjz.com