That was me yelling at you from my car as you rode through the red light at Country Club and PeaceHaven, here in Winston-Salem.
You know all those cars that passed you going up the hill to the light (while the road was 3 lanes, and easy to get around you)? Now they all have to go around you again, and now the road is only 2 lanes, after you rode between the lanes of stopped vehicles, inches from each, including mine.
I can't ride anymore after a crash this summer, but when I did, I always wondered why people would sometimes throw things at me, or play chicken and see how close they could get, or yell at me. I rode carefully and always stayed as far over as possible, never passed stopped cars (stayed in line), obeyed traffic lights, etc. Why were they mad at me?
YOU are why.
If I (who rides in spirit, if not in body) can get mad at a cyclist, enough to yell out my window, just imagine how some of the less considerate, ignorant people who drive will feel.
If you read this, whoever you are, wake up and start setting a better example. People like you ruin it for the rest of us.