Ok, so not 20 minutes ago Im cruising around town going with the flow of traffic when a light ahead has cars stopped about 6 or 7 deep.
As is the law that mopeds can ride in the bike lane, I scoot over and putt up to the front doing maybe, "MAYBE" four or five miles an hour.
Light turns, traffic starts moving, I get past the intersection, look behind me, use my hand signal and get in 5 or so feet behind an SUV doing 20-ish.
Cruising along and I can hear an engine behind me but def not a bike.
Look back and theres an old early 60s ford rat rod 3 feet from my ass end.
No middle fingers, no brake checks, I just ignored him and kept my pace with traffic.
1/2 mile up we hit another light and I scoot up to the light in the righthand bike lane.
Now the dude is PISSED.
Revving his engine, speeding up and flooring it as he passes me. stupid insecure asshole shit.
so hes in front of me for awhile and takes a left into the gas station and it just so happens I was going right next store.
As I pass, he turns and gives me one of those "come back and fight me bro" waves with his hands.
So I turned around...
Long ass story short, Im not a tough guy but when someone potentially puts your life in danger something inside our lizard brains snaps and I went full throated righteous biblical conflagration on his ass. Dude wouldnt even get out of the car.
Probably shoulda read my horoscope this morning