Jackhole in an F-150 laid on the horn and shook his fist at me as I took the lane in order to set up for a left turn. I turned and gave him the WTF look. Scooted over once I had decided it was safe for me to do so and he roared by, honking and gesticulating again. 200m later, I caught up to him as he was stuck in traffic and gave him a jaunty wave.

Sweet.