In the instances where bad drivers have put me in real danger I've been too shocked and adrenaline flooded to be angry.

Once I was ridding hard in the city on a one way street with a nice big bike lane. A woman in an SUV pulled out and turned the wrong way on to the one way street. As soon as she saw me and the other cars coming towards her she slammed on the brakes and yanked the wheel so that the car went into a sideways slide. At the same time I was sliding for what felt like forever before I kind of gently bumped her rear fender. She was so embarrassed she was crying and apologizing and trying to get the car turned around it was almost funny by the time she got going the right way again.

What does get on my nerves more than anything is the Mexican standoff of ignorant politeness. Where I stop at a stop sign that another car clearly arrived at first but they just sit there smiling, waiting for me to go rather than just following the damn rules. Like look, I'm not going because I'm cautious of idiots. If you're not going to take your turn and just do what the rules say and what I'm expecting you to do we can all go home. I