So on the way to Shelton Friday night, I was driving my car and Igor was driving behind me. When we got to the end of Route 25 in Trumbull where the highway ends and we take a right onto Route 111 towards Monroe, we were approaching the traffic light, which was a green arrow to turn right, so we turned right, going about 30 mph or so. Meanwhile, a red Jetta (all ghettoed up and stickered out) going in the other direction made an illegal U-turn in the middle of the road, cutting me off so bad that I came *this close* to smashing into him, which probably would have demolished the right side of his car, nevermind the girl in his passenger seat. I laid on the horn and sped up behind him, but got caught in traffic. I called Igor, and he said he was going to go after him, but he got caught behind traffic, too. I figured we'd lost him, but alas, we spotted him turning into the Dunkin' Donuts parking lot, so I followed him in, and Igor swung around the other way. By the time the teen realized we cornered him, he was already backing into a parking spot and saw me staring him down (from inside my car). Igor parked his car right in front of the kid's, and jumped out of the car, rolled his sleeves up and charged over to the kid, who was sitting in his car still, starting to look scared (OK, I was even scared now). Igor knocked on the boy's window and was like, "Roll down your window!" (Not so tough anymore with your crooked baseball cap and stickered up Jetta with a fart can muffler -- blasphemy -- are we now?) The kid cracked the window and Igor yelled at him something along the lines of: "What the F do you think you're doing? She almost T-boned you back there the way you cut her off. What are you doing?!" The kid was like, "Yeah, I heard her beep at me." And Igor screamed some more obscenities at the boy and walked away. I drove off and some guys approached Igor as he was getting back in his car and he told them the punk almost hit me and then Igor got in his car and burned rubber out of there. I heard the stunned kids from the parking lot looking over at us as we drove away. No one even followed us, I was shocked.
I've never seen Igor get so mad he rolled up his sleeves and got in someone's face like that, but I guess that means don't mess with the precious girlfriend and her precious Volkswagen.
Knight in shining armor, er, fleece sweatshirt and VW hat was in full effect.
That's hot.