(This story may or may not be fiction.) I had an incident years ago where I was driving down the road minding my own business when suddenly a car of teenage boys pulled up alongside me in the left lane and started yelling obscenities. As a 30 year old, I tried to ignore them but that only encouraged them to get more boisterous. Shortly they had pulled in front of me and were now trying to get me to stop. I went around them. They followed. I turned. They followed. I tried speeding away. They speed to follow. This went one for like five minutes. Then all of a sudden they pulled alongside me and threw a soda down inside my sunroof and speed away... presumably thinking they were getting some final victory. I this point I went ballistic and it was on. After thinking it over for a moment, I decided that they wanted a fight and I'd not feel sorry for them for biting off more than they could chew. They were now out of sight but I speed up in the hopes of catching them. Turns out they were not so far away and they were just sitting there at a red light. They didn't even expect me until I was basically next to them. I got outta my car. I got a look at the driver and could tell he was a chicken shit. The front passenger got out and came around to fight. What he didn't know was that I had the business end of a pool stick concealed with me. His forearm broke before he realized his mistake. Then I started smashing the car knowing I had but seconds before Mr. Chicken Shit would speed away without his friend. Three or four good smashes dented and broke that car before he did exactly that. Leaving his pathetic friend alone and on his knees as his right arm was bent at an unnatural angle. Now I had already decided this guy deserved whatever he got coming and sympathy would be in short supply. I step towards him. He was sniveling but there hadn't been enough time for the pain of his arm to fully register. I had no intentions to kill the guy but every intention of teaching him a lesson he would never forget. "Should I kill you?", I asked? He said "no" and I said "Good because I don't want to" as I walked closer. When I got close to the cowering coward I took advantage of his guard being slightly lowered and I smashed his shin so hard it must have cracked. I said "You know what will happen if I ever see you again" and I got in my car and drove away.