Let's see, my new wife and I were on our way home from our honeymoon, driving north on I-205 just north of Vancouver, WA. Driving in the second lane from the left, since the left lane is about to end. In my side mirror, I see a big, lifted pick up barrelling up in the left lane. Truck gets even with me before he runs out of lane, but rather than slow down and get behind me, he tries to merge INTO me, pushing me over halfway into the next lane.
So, I hit the gas (Audis have nice throttle response at 70 mph) and dodge back in front of him, and flip him the bird out my window once I'm there. (I know, not the wisest move.) Next thing I know, the truck (actually driven by a she) is on my right side, and holding what looks to be a Mini Uzi up to the window.
So I promptly brake enough to get behind her while my wife gets on the cell phone and calls 911, giving the vehicle description and plate #. We pull off at a rest stop and are told a state trooper will meet us there.
Trooper pulls in, cuffs me and puts me in his cruiser, then cuffs my wife. I told him about the pistol in the glove compartment, which he finds, clears, zipties and sets on my trunklid while he calls in my gun SN, my name, and my CCW permit #. Seems the other driver also called in that I was waving a gun around.
Guess my middle finger is bigger than I thought.