Road Rage Stories Novels & Stories

"Tangina ninyo, you mother*******, useless bunch of shits, mga walang kwenta! If you do not want to live in this world anymore, just die! Die alone! Do not include others in your demise!" He made a middle finger sign to everyone inside the luxury van and get back in his car, then drove away. Everyone is astounded by what they saw. It is a great experience. Road rage in Legazpi Street, Makati City, Metro Manila. They will surely be included in the national news in the Philippine television televised every evening, and they do not want to be interviewed hours before. Inside their minds, they want to be in the Manila International Airport in the soonest possible time to avoid the gush of report

I've heard crazy stories about this particular road in the past. Just a couple of days ago, it was reported that a lady was robbed at gunpoint. And when she tried to fight back, she was forcefully raped and shot in the head. Before that unfortunate incident, some cab drivers repeatedly filed a report to the state police command about how suspected highway robbers had hijacked their cabs. I guess that caused the scarcity of cab drivers on the road. I'm scared that I am about to suffer the same fate. Perhaps, worse than the rape victim.

Just as I was spiraling, the call finally connected. Mom's voice came through, calm as ever. "What's wrong, sweetheart? Why all the calls?" "The roads near the suburbs are dangerous," I blurted. "Tell Dad to stay under twenty-five. Please." It was random, but they always caved for me. They complained about crawling along while cars behind them honked nonstop, but they did it. Ten minutes later, Dad slammed the brakes. Mom shouted, "What is wrong with these kids?! Shoving someone into traffic—do they have a death wish? Good thing we were driving slow. We almost hit her! Honey, call the cops—I'm checking on that lady!"

He angrily asked, "Why are you not driving?!" The driver came back from his shock, he said, "All of the three are absolutely scoundrels! Yesterday they told me the same story and had fooled me and hadn't even paid my full fare! And today again those three scoundrels fooled me once more!" RK who was already very angry, he was not interested in listening to his story, he said in his usual chilled voice "Shut your mouth and just drive!" The driver felt his cold aura, he gulped and started driving without making any noise.

The Highway Gossip The ride home was frustrating due to the heavy traffic. The road was congested with lots of cars. It was already rush hour with people closing from work and returning to their respective homes. Emily won't stop complaining about how much she hated being held up in traffic. "You should get used to it by now," said Zoe. She was looking out the window, feeding her eyes with the numerous spectacles in sight. "It's really annoying," Emily complained bitterly. "After a hectic day at work, you still have the stress of driving home to deal with."

Who is seriously staring at you and waiting for every word that you will say? “I didn’t expect that the fire would reach the gas tank, and that makes the car explode”, I added. He was surprised by what he heard and asked for more. To tell him more about what happened during the hours that I am out. “I watched the daughter cry; the whole street went crazy because they didn’t expect that something would explode in the middle of the night and then I left them and when I was about to go home I saw a young woman who is a lady. She is crying because there is a man who is trying to rape her. I told myself not to care, but I can’t take not to help her, so I got out of the car with my hammer and smas

Jade pointed to the phone, "I saved the story; there were witnesses. I was grabbed in a supermarket parking lot. They had been cruising the lot for days. It wasn't random; I was selected." "What do you me...?" I was trying to form a reply when a huge pickup raced up my butt, swung into the other lane, and blew by. Just as I saw the guy in the bed of the truck, another one slammed into the rear corner of the car. A perfect Pit maneuver. As we shot off the road, I saw the first truck stop, and backup lights went on. The car flew off the road, down a steep hill, crashing through small trees, headed for the big ones.

I gasped as I halted in my thoughts. The cab driver sighed in frustration while we were stuck in the traffic. I glanced at the window adjusting my sunglasses while watching the situation outside. "Couldn't be better?!" I heard the driver scoff in annoyance. He slammed his palms on the steering wheel and groaned. "Huh! Road rage at its finest!"

"Angry…" "Road rage, honey." Juicy talked out loud when she drove, complaining that people were trying to run her off the road, or were tailgating her just because they were a little closer than she liked. Sometimes she sped up so as to not allow a driver to merge ahead of her just because they looked like they had an attitude.

I knew there were many applicants and I needed to get there before they hired someone. While I was driving, a woman suddenly crossed the street and almost caused me to hit her. I quickly hit the brakes, and we both survived. I couldn't continue driving because the woman didn't move from where she stood. I got off my motorcycle and told her off. Unexpectedly, she fought back, and we ended up yelling at each other.