Thanks,GimmyJimmy! If the guy didn't see me `til too late though,why did they dive into my lane to go thru.I was in the right lane and had to dive into the passing lane when they dove to the right.You could be right,but I still think it was a deliberate attempt to either try to just brush me or actually hit me.There were no witnesses.I talked to a fellow worker last night that rode motorcycles,and he told me about a carload of teens that threw a drink with ice and pop on him at road speed.He said he did the same as I did and shook his fist instead of tryin' to get the license number.I'll take quick reactions like I fortunately used over quick thinking in that case though.I've always thought of myself as kinda slow to react,I guess because I followed in the footsteps of my older brother who has lightning reflexes and showed it when he drove the race car.I was riding with him one day on a narrow country road.As we started up a short hill,a 1956 or so Buick(very heavy car) came flying over the knob of the hill on our side of the road!Driver was drunk as a skunk.IMMEDIATELY we were safe in the rightside ditch as Dan instantly reacted.If I'd have been the driver I could never have reacted that quickly.I still remember socking my shoe down deep in the mud he'd put us into.We knew the guy as he returned to check on us.I thought Dan might be going to lose his temper but he just told the guy off and made him get his Dad's tractor to pull us out of there.Drunk driving was viewed in a totally less serious way back in the sixties,you know?