a guy cuts me off, opens the window and curses at me, although i was driving in my lane. here near nimiga like this, i have nothing to do with it at all, but i have this so much, well, i understand that he's yelling at everyone like that, and i think, who if not me, i catch up with him, the traffic light just turns red, i catch up, i get out like rambo, well, i was just emotional, it was wrong, but you know just to stop this impudence and rudeness, i run up to him. dude, well here are the cars, the flow, this is the road, the left side, here is the icy extreme, that is, there is nowhere, and i knock on him, and he sits like this, i tell him, well , tell me to my face, come out, tell me, what are you doing here, well, and i think, at that moment, i understand how ridiculous i looked, but i was proud at that moment i was proud that i was able to do this, maybe he will never do this to anyone else, insult, humiliate, leave, because he has an expensive car. he may be a businessman, maybe i 've had situations like that, it was about five years ago, but in a word , there are situations when we