Yeah, so I'm riding home, and from behind I hear a couple of honks. No problem, I just kinda look back. Then the guy just starts laying on the horn while passing me. He squeezed me a little, but he wasn't about to hit me, but I went nuts on him. I was leaning over yelling at him and giving him the finger. Yesterday all in all wasn't the best day for me, but I still need better self control. This is why I don't really carry mace anymore. I'm afraid I'll use it when the situation doesn't warrant it.