First, no video. It was dark. Too bad.
My riding bud and I were commuting home from work just after 7 PM in the dark. We are both lit up with hundreds of dollars worth of lights, so nuff said about that. The roads are wet after a nice rain, I'm on my LHT, my bud on a fixie. We are riding down a 4-lane road divided by a median - 2 lanes each direction. Traffic is very light. No more that one layer of cars at each intersection on an arrow-straight road 3 miles long (Esplanade Ave) with a 30 to 35 mph limit and a God-awful surface.
You have all seen my vids probably. Same ole stuff buzzing along between 20 and 25 MPH pretty much hogging the whole right lane (avoiding door zones gives us no choice really). I don't think we encountered 10 cars the whole 3 miles. But we are running all the red lights and some cars are overtaking us between lights. Again, we are in the right lane and those few cars are having no trouble passing us in the left lane. Standard Operating Procedure for us.
I can only guess that we passed this dude in a ratty pick-up at the first light and made him mad. We most definitely did not cut him off or anything, just blew through the light while he sat there waiting. Up the road a bit I hear a horn blowing and engine revving. The left lane is clear, so we ignore it. We get buzzed. Fine.
He catches the next red light. We blow through again. This time I am up front, my riding bud several bike lengths back. Here comes the truck again and brushes by me REAL CLOSE. Like inches. I don't even flinch (watching him in my helmet mirror during his approach). Now he slows down in the right lane. Again, not many cars around. I draft him from a safe distance for a few blocks. He slows down more, so I move to the left lane to pass. He continues speeding up to near 30 mph maintaining about a car length from me. I thought he might want to say something to me but he never lets me get next to him. Now, here comes another red light. He tries to block the road. Laughable. I pass in the car parking lane first - which sucks him over my way - and my bud passes on the driver's side. I think words were exchanged but I could not understand them.
When his light turns green he roars up to us again, passes, then slows down in the right lane again. So I just follow along as if on a motorcycle at about 25 mph, my bud behind me a few lengths back. As we approach the next intersection (yes, ANOTHER red light) I get the sense this guy will try to block us again or throw his door open if I split the lane. There are three cars at the light already. Two in the left lane. The pickup will be second in the right lane. There is an unoccupied right turn lane. NO WAY am I getting near his drivers side door (he is alone in the truck). So with my Night Rider light on high beam, I act as though I am going past him on his left (lane split) but at the last instant I rock to the right. He actually hits the gas and tries to block the right lane and the right turning lane as I squeeze between his bumper and the curb with plenty room to spare. Then, of course, run the red light (at this point I assume that behavior is KILLING him).
Keep in mind that at any intersection I could have stopped next to him and filled his car with Capsicum bear spray.
So off we go again. He roars up past us, gets in the right lane and FINALLY gets to his turnoff. He stops part way through his turn to yell something of which I did not catch even one word. I still don't know why he didn't roll up next to us yell at us. So I am not even sure what was his problem.
After he turns off, a van comes up behind us, blows the horn and yells at my bud, then rolls up next to me and yells at me. This time, it is a friend from work who left just after us and was just having some fun with us - but he did witness the whole ordeal and my riding bud memorized the pickup plate for "future reference" which does not include police action believe me.
Just a story of interest. Some will say we deserve it and I can't argue. After the mayhem my bud rides up next to me and says "That was fun!" It sure turned a boring drudge ride home into a real "storyteller" anyway!