Q On my way to SFO one day around 11 a.m. right after I merged onto Highway 101 from 85, I heard a high-pitched whining noise from behind, followed immediately by two sport bikes whipping by and then more. The sound became loud and incessant as more of them showed up -- mostly sport bikes with occasional hogs.
Traffic was heavy and going 60-plus mph and the bikes were splitting lanes and passing wherever they deemed fit. More than one was doing a single-wheelie. Some were in the fast lane and they passed cars by going to the LEFT side, next to the median barrier.
Car traffic slowed down but not them. They just weaved left and right. Several wore Mohawk-style helmets with spikes of stuff growing. The whole affair looked like scenes from "Mad Max."
More than half of the riders also had some sort of video devices mounted on their helmet -- something to post and brag about on the Internet later, I bet.
A Today is devoted to the stupid and crazy stunts witnessed recently on our roads.
Q l had a very scary incident one morning. My husband and I were at a red light in San Jose. I was driving. There was a silver Porsche in front of us and a truck behind.
When the light turned green the Porsche did not immediately go (no biggie), but the truck driver started honking his horn. When we cleared the intersection, the Porsche driver put his car in reverse and tried to back into us twice and then sped away. I suspect he thought we were the ones honking. Thankfully I don't tailgate; otherwise, he would have hit us.
I was so angry!
A You had a right be furious. There is a special Roadshow parking lot in Purgatory for fools who slam on their brakes in road-rage incidents.
Q At the time my husband was reaching for something, and when he sat up I think the driver saw him and backed off. So to the big tough guy in the Porsche, you can threaten a woman but you tuck tail and run when a man enters the picture. No worries. We got your plate number and called police.
A Good for you; hopefully bad for him.
Q Where can I report road rage? I was driving down Interstate 880 toward Milpitas around 11:40 a.m. There was this middle-aged man driving a blue BMW Z3 tailgating me. I was looking for an opportunity to get out of his way, but he pulled to the next lane, got right next to me and then in front of me, followed by a hard brake. It was a really dangerous move. This guy really needs to take a chill pill.
A Call 800-TELL-CHP and file a report, especially since you got his license plate number.
Q We were driving home on Highway 101 past I-680 around 11:30 one night. All of a sudden all these souped-up cars flew by us, weaving all around us, and we were not driving slow. They probably raced for a couple of exits. Then while they were still driving fast (85ish), they put their hazard blinkers on and exited. What was this all about?
A Young racing fools feeling invincible.