I just had a quite terrifying experience. I was driving north on the D704 at about 19.00 this evening, with my daughter in the car. My car is a voiturette and cannot go over 45 km per hour. This annoys some others. A woman behind me tooted her horn and I tooted back and waved in the mirror. There was no place to pull over to get out of her way. She just had to wait for a bit, I thought. It was just north of Saint Rabier.
The possibility came for her and others behind me to overtake me. I made sure to be as far to the right as I could be and they passed on by. Suddenly, as the other cars were still overtaking, the woman stopped her car dead in front of mine, in the middle of the road, and opened her car door. I braked hard and swerved around her and continued on. She jumped back in her car, passed me, and did it again -- stopped in the middle of the D704, just in front of me, and opened her car door, getting out and shouting at me. Again, I drove on by, narrowly missing an oncoming car.
A third time, she passed me and braked in front of me, opening the car door. She was oblivious to the other cars careening around her. Again I passed by, not daring to stop, 1) as I thought she was dangerously insane and 2) I was afraid some huge truck would come along and kill us all.
She jumped back into her car and was close behind me, getting ready to do this crazy thing once more, when I told my daughter to take a picture of her car, showing the license plate. When my daughter turned around and held up her phone and took the picture, the woman seemed to be annoyed, swerved off on the road to Clédat, and disappeared.
Truly, I have never encountered road rage before, and certainly did not expect to do so in the countryside. My little car is easily recognisable and I must say I feel very vulnerable, now. Will this madwoman spot me one day in the supermarket car park or at the petrol station, and once again play some dangerous and vicious game?
Beware of a very battered, maroon Renault Safrane, on which the passenger door does not close properly, with a plate number that begins with 45, driven by an older, unkempt woman.