Not according to statistics. They are, however, becoming a lot more aggressive behind the wheel. Chances are the car in the mirror right up your arse is driven by a female.
The closest I’ve been to road rage was tooting my horn at a female driver who failed to take off when the light went green. She and her female passenger immediately gave me the finger, the heads of unrestrained kiddies popping up to have a look. The gesturing continued for over a kilometre until I turned off.