I was out on a semi-major road today: one-lane, no shoulder, and a trench alongside the road. A car pulls up alongside, the passenger rolls down his window, and he uses both hands to try to push me off the road. I was doing 20mph. Fortunately, I saw his hands a split second before they touched me (via mirror), and I was able to brace somewhat - that was probably the difference between keeping on the road and heading for god-knows-what in the trench.
Since I was concentrating on trying to avoid crashing, I only caught the first three of the plate. And I really couldn't tell what type of car it was besides old, small, and dark. I chased the car for over a mile, almost catching up to them at one of the lights. Unfortunately, there was just too much distance between the lights to close the gap.
There are some evil people in this world.