that was why I changed up my siren, he looked at me and I pointed UP......he looked up then gave me the finger and some choice words....and sped off. he came up behind me with my sirens going and blocked me in......I had moved the regular lane as the road was rough, wanted to give them a good ride in the back as they were standing and doing compressions, getting meds ready, etc......I needed to move back to pass a car that I was fast approaching....and he kept even with me. huge JERK. no excuse for him at all.
Hope you got the guy’s plate number! You’re right, no excuse.
There’s always — with me at least — that first instant when you notice the police car or emergency vehicle in your rear view mirror and you think to yourself, “Shoot! How long has he been there”, or “Where’d he come from?” Makes your heart jump just a bit, and I think that I use my mirrors more than most.