Taking a pleasant ride on a calm street that hugs the shores of Lake Washington, edge of Seattle.
I come through an intersection, and a driver in a pickup truck shouts at me, "F***ing bicycles, get off the X*&^%$ road."
Since there is no other car traffic, I pull a U-turn on my bike and start to pursue him. I get close enough to him that I hope I can get good pictures of his truck. I pull over to the side, and hold my cell phone up high -- high enough that I hope he can see me -- while I take pictures of his truck.
Apparently the driver notices what I am doing, pulls to over to the side, and starts shouting and swearing at me: "What the **** are you doing you little ****. I'm going to come over and kick your f***** butt. Get over here so I can kick your ass."
I continue standing on the shoulder while I take a number of photos. I then slowly turn back around and continue on my way. Some pedestrians who saw the whole thing happen shout over to me and tell me that the guy had nearly brushed a girl on a bike who had pulled out of her driveway a few yards away. Then he started shouting at the girl, and, a few moments when I came along, he started shouting at me.
Unfortunately, can't read the license plate on the photos. Next time I'll get closer. My new "friend" was driving the white truck.