I'd describe my father in law as a "likeable rogue". Extremely affable, but he beat his middle daughter with a broom and made sure his wife found cruel evidence of many illicit affairs. He eventually left her when she became wheelchair bound with MS. When we flew to Toronto the year we got married to tell my outlaws my wife was now pregnant, he took me out to his "club" for a drink. The "club" turned out to be a whore house and he just couldn't compute that I wasn't interested in going in. Behind the wheel, he was the most aggressive person I've ever seen. Literally EVERY trip resulted in driver rage...even towards elderly drivers and pedestrians. So no, it wasn't "just me"...