what is it with golfers? some older guy carrying not one but two empty golf bags (one on each side to make him super-wide) nearly took me out on my way to work this morning. guy just cuts out into the street in a casual stroll as i am about 20feet from him. i jam on my breaks and start yelling. then he does this cool shuffle in the middle of the street so i have no idea whether to go right or left around him. finally i just pick right and shoot the gap. luckily, i made it, and never looked back.