So not a half hour ago I was on my way to work cruising down Broadway and this jackass just pops out in front of his van headed for the driver side door. I didnt see him till the last second and didnt have time to swerve, so I just held on and shoulder checked him like it was the f-ing NFL, amazingly I didnt go down and it spun him around and slammed him into his van. It was right in front of a coffee shop and everyone started yelling and ****, I didnt stop or anything (had to get to work). There was a cyclist in front of me that was totally oblivious to the whole thing and a guy maybe ten yards behind me that I could hear laughing. I just dont get how the guy could see the first rider go by and still just walk out into the middle of the lane without looking, is wasnt like I was flying down the street or anything, I had just woke up and jumped on my bike.