Thunderstorms that thankfully let up to a light drizzle before I left today. Had a T intersection pull-out directly at me, I was emergency turning so couldn't hit the AirZound but I yelled and wound up pushing off his front bumper (minivan). I probably scared the hell out of him. It really didn't bother me, no significant contact so I just recovered and kept going. He sat there for a long time and caught up to me a half mile later, paced me and was quite apologetic, it turned out to be someone I knew. I just smiled and said "yeah, OK."
I really don't expect much out of car drivers, and I don't get mad at them any more than I get mad at the rain. They just are what they are, and getting mad at them just makes them dig in their heels and decide YOU were wrong. I figure just letting it go and let them think about their own actions are as likely to cause them to change as yelling and screaming.
For whatever reason that didn't even get my pulse up, and it was a very nice ride in the rain anyway.
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