at about 2:30 AM when some ********** throws what appears to be an empty bottle of Corona out of his window at me. It was an empty street, no one else, just me. I don't say anything, don't shout, just pedal as hard as I can. Two lights later I catch up to him. I tip-tap my way toward his car, where he is unsuspectingly chatting an giggling with whom I assume was his girlfriend. I shout "hey *******, what are you, some kinda tough guy?" Corny, but the first words that came to mind. I open his car door, grab him by his collar and pull him toward me, then punch him twice in the mouth. Rather than assume the beating, I clip in and ride away.
I'm not at all a violent guy, but I was raised not to take **** from anybody. At first I felt guilty for what I'd done, but that wore off rather quickly. Was I wrong in reacting the way I did? Have any of you had violent encounters? Also... what are your fav. messenger bags?