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While not nearly as dramatic, a few years ago I was behind someone who lived on my track for half a mile. He was missing a break light, so I continued past my house until he pulled in to his driveway 8 or 9 houses past mine. Stayed in the street, opened my passenger window and tried to tell him about his break light. He came in to the street, started pounding on my car yelling at me that I couldn't follow him. I took off. Learned my lesson, no longer stop to help, not even the time I saw a woman on the side of the road with a flat.

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