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Back in 1993 I lived in Ogden UT. I was on my way to Midas to have my muffler replaced. I had to make a right onto a road with 4 lanes going my way, and a couple going the other way. I had a clear path into the first lane, but was waiting for a car to pass that would give me the second lane. I needed to make a left into the parking lot in a half of a block. The blazer behind me was loosing his mind, blaring his horn and screaming out the window Stuff that's not within the forum rules to post. Mind you, I waited maybe 60-70 seconds for the oncoming vehicle to pass. When I pulled into the Midas parking lot, the blazer whipped in behind me, sped across the lot and parked about 7 spots down from where I had parked. He got out of the blazer and was screaming at the top of his lungs about how he had told me to turn, and a lot of other colorful stuff. I replied two words... (imitating charades, First word. starts with F) and started and turned to walk towards the door. I saw him pull a long knife out of the blazer (looked like the cheap survival knives with a compass in the handle that was so popular at the time) and head towards me. My very young kids and my wife at the time were with me. So I headed towards him, closing the distance. This was many years before I had a LTC. And Utah at the time was a state you had to prove a need to get the license. But I didn't want him coming close to my family. If there was going to be a problem I wanted it to be away from them and give them space to get into the door of the store. Apparently he thought better of it when he saw a 6'7" guy in pretty good shape heading towards him. So he stepped back to the blazer and got a golf club instead. When I kept coming, he threw that in the blazer and drove off, having to drive past me to get out. He spat in my direction when he passed. That's the day I learned that many of those vehicles must have plexiglass for the rear side windows, because it bowed instead of breaking with a full force punch as it went by.

Long story to say that when I was 21 I was a hot head too and said/did stupid things. The good thing from the story was that the crew at Midas got a great laugh that day. Two shook my hand. There was a lot of gang activity going on around the area and they figured he was part of it. And after a call from to the cops, they found the guy. They asked if I wanted to press charges. I asked if anything would happen if I did, they said probably not. So I didn't. But the guy was missing a knife and his golf bag was short a club as the police kept those items.