A couple of years ago some yahoo in his work truck passed me with about 6 inches to spare on a totally empty road. I caught his eye in the rearview mirror and held my hands about 6 inches apart and then did the international gesture for "WTF?!?" He slammed on his brakes and got out of the pickup to scream at me as I rode up. He kept screaming "Why dont' you get on the bike path!"

I kept my distance, tried to keep calm, and said, "Why don't you drive on the interstate?"

He said, "This is the road to my work."

I said, "Same here. My office isn't on the bike path. Oh, by the way, I can see the phone number for your work and I wonder if your boss would be interested in the way you drive his truck."

Guy jumped in his truck so fast and peeled out. It was awesome.