Driving off one road onto another that leads down a hill to my house. Now this is my "Hood" ( ) so I know plenty of kids are about, traffic, narrow roads, stupid people who like the throwthemselves in front of cars and local council snitches, so I always turn the music on att and drive at about 15-20mph. Particularly on this hill as you can never see who is comming.

Just moving in between two cars (room for one) van behind me and a black fiesta comes round the corner.

So I put my foot on my breaks a bit sharpish and we both stopped. The fezzer had managed to stop and pull over slightly with enough room for me to get though. Neither of us was going fast, that I could tell, so neither of us had dont anything wrong.

Had a quick look in my rear view and I couldn't reverse cus of the van so just drove through slowly and as our windows got level the driver (some woman (with a fag in hand I may add )) yelled

"Prick"

WTF was that for!!!!!!

Boy did my blood boil, slammed on the breaks, jumped out the car (with the intention of giving her a fucking good yelling at (nothing more than that bear in mind) she saw me do this, squeezed out from where she was though the tiny gap behind the van and the parked cars, clacking wing mirrors as she went and sped off up the road.

So I took a breath and got back in the car.

I haven't been so enraged that much since I found out my sister broke my £300 camera last year.... kinda ashamed