So, about a week ago i was cruising up the mountain to the town right outside of mine to check up on some tires i had ordered and set an appointment with the tattoo shop for a final touch up on a tat i had got there a few months back. Leaving my town is a 4 lane divided highway going up and down the mountain. The speed limit on this road is 65mph and i was about half way up the mountain running along at closer to 70mph and from behind comes a guy in tiny SUV type thing. Now i drive a long wheelbase Ford F150 4x4. This guy comes up and gets right on my bumper and honestly i don't know how he didn't manage running into my tow package and ball hitch. He was swerving within our lane and acting nuts so i started to watch him closer just encase. He then began swinging his arms and giving me the finger along with yelling words i didn't understand out the window at me. I was in the left lane and motioned for him to go around in the right lane but nothing doing he would rather stay back there and try to push me up the hill. So i slowed to the speed limit hoping he would pass but that was a fail. He then pulled up beside me and hung out his window and gave my mother who was in the passenger seat a pretty rough cussing. By then i had caught up to another truck in the right lane so he couldn't completely pass. He then began cussing at the other car trying to get them to move or something. This guy stayed right on my bumper for a few miles driving erratically. Near the top of the mountain another large truck pulled up on his right and he never the less gave that guy a cussing. This guy had far less patience than i did and without making contact shoved him off into the median on the left side. I came up to the tattoo shop and put on my signal to turn and this moron flipped his on too and pulled in. I got out of my truck with my gun hidden in the front pocket of my overalls. I am a pretty big ole boy and he was a little tiny twerp so i guess i intimidated him. I really thought i was going to have to pull my gun and was praying i didn't have to. I guess i was blessed that day cause once he seen me we didn't even exchange words and he left. I hate having that feeling that i may have to shoot someone in defense but i am very thankful for my 2nd amendment right to have one handy if i do need it. That day scared me and i hope i never have to feel that way again but i am glad in knowing that i am prepared if i have too be.