Just a few days ago, a car blew by me with inches to spare, and yelled mother****er of something like to that to me.

I booked it up to the next light where the car was stopped, drew my u-lock from my bag, and stopped alongside the passenger side window. Inside were a few of my friends, laughing their asses off. I wasn't laughing; I shoulda bashed their windows in anyways. it wasn't very funny to me.