I am riding home from work a few weeks ago, going around 40kph in a 50kph zone (I hadn’t variated the bike at that point yet), and some ass in a Cadillac with diplomatic plates passes me in MY lane, not even an arm length away. Relatively dangerous...and it doesn’t stop there.
I stick my hand out in a “dafuq is this shit” manner (mind you, I did not flip them off cause that shit’s childish), just to show them that what they did is not simply illegal, but also fucking dangerous.
I keep riding on, and this guy pulls up in front of me and starts slowing down, as if to try and stop me from going further. It’s a 2 lane road each way, rush hour, and he is pulling up in front of me and decelerating...
By that point my psycho radar is already on and I’ve already decided that I am not going to turn onto my street. They make a FULL stop (there is no shoulder), I just pass them and keep going. He starts tailgating me.
This is the cherry on top right here...once he realizes I’m not going to stop for his highness almighty, he pulls up beside, cracks his window, and this is what I see:
A couple in their late fifties, clearly retired with too much money and too much time. Both are screaming on top of their lungs at me while the fucker is handling the car with one hand, leaning over his wife, and VEERING INTO MY FUCKING LANE CAUSE NEITHER OF THEM ARE LOOKING AT THE ROAD. They keep screaming obscene things at me, saying how I flipped them off and shit bla bla bla. EVEN if someone DID flip you off, fuck, just take the higher road, keep driving, let him be an asshole.
For the sake of my safety I pull over onto a side street, take my helmet off, he turns in as well, squeals his tires as he’s turning around (w.t.f.)
I’m sitting on my bike waiting for him to lay it on me. Except I didn’t. I went off on the guy as soon as he was within hearing distance, but saw it as a futile argument because they were HELLBENT on believing they did not pass me in my lane, and kept saying how I was holding up the corolla behind me. Okay...but the corolla managed to pass me just fine and didn’t fucking birth a cow while doing it either.
They were acting really pathetic overall, as if they just needed to fill their daily douchebag quota. The guy was dictating my license plate to his wonderful counterpart as I was leaving (to call the cops I’m assuming) but I covered it up and left. They creeped me from the side street for the longest time.
Times like this make me wish it was legal to carry batons in Canada. Better yet I would have loved to do this when they were tailgating me...