I don't know what it is, but people always seem to mess with me when there isn't much traffic and they have plenty of room to pass.

Once when I lived in Ohio I was riding to work on a quiet 4-lane road and some guy passed me yelling something about sidewalks. There wasn't much traffic at all and all he had to do was switch lanes to avoid me. He started playing games with me at a stop light. When the light turned green he just sat there and blocked me from moving. After a while he started moving and then slammed on his brakes. I was 100% ready for it and I just kind of sat there calmly so he wouldn't get the pleasure of some kind of reaction out of me. That's usually the best way to handle it, but for me that's usually easier said than done.

Earlier this year I was in OKC and some redneck in the passenger seat of a truck threw a drink at me. Again, I was on a quiet 4-lane street and all the driver had to do was switch lanes and he wouldn't have had to slow down at all. Fortunately, the thrower's aim was way off and the drink landed about 5 feet in front of me. That was the first time anyone has ever thrown anything at me (that I was aware of, at least), and I got pretty angry. I caught up with the truck in the left turn lane at the next light and the passenger still had his window rolled down. My first instinct was to throw one of my bottles at him right through the window. I calmed down a little bit, rolled next to him, and told him that he threw like a girl. He called me a *** and that was the end of it. Sometimes I think I should have rolled up behind him with my phone to take a picture of the truck's license plate and call the cops. I doubt that would have done much good, though.