Spring Is Here

Ahh.. early spring. Nice temps, dryer roads, Cyclists coming out of no-where like blooming flowers.

Of course, so do the asshole drivers.

So here's the story: After a good 40 mile ride with Taylor and Luke, we're 2 blocks from home, and this asshole in a saab drives just close enough to us to give one of those "scares". I gave no and saw no fingers, but he starts the yelling, pulls over and wants to fight.

Well, what a fucking mood killer. Thats the thing, this is the shit that ruins your whole day.

Anyways, nothing happened, and he drives away.

Well, after driving clay to a b'day party I see his car and decide to follow him. Turns out we're kinda neighbors. I kept my distance and drove away, total detective snooping.

So now.. what would you do? I'm looking for ideas. Cause the thing is, I've been spinning with a million thoughts about what could have been said better, ya know-that last little dinger that causes the fuck to go "hmm... he really got me there".

What would you do? Slash his tires? Leave a note? Spray-glue on an "I'm an asshole to bikers" bumper sticker? I could do a million things. Looking for ideas...