He puts his face close to the window & starts screaming. Calling me names, raising his arms, shaking his fists. “GET OUT OF THE CAR, YOU DUMB BITCH!” I just sit there, trying to come up w/ an escape plan. There’s a road full of 50mph traffic behind me, & in front of me, a construction fence. No other ppl. I don’t want to call 911, but after a few min, I do. Once he sees that I’m on my phone, he kind of steps back a bit. Now he’s screaming & rage laughing & reaching toward the sky. 2/