Hot afternoon, I'm pretty much dying as I pedal along at the fastest pace possible on a rural stretch of MUP. Ahead of me, I see a cyclist do a U-Turn, going from coming towards me to now riding my way. A few minutes later I pass this clown. Like I said, I'm shot, so I don't bother warning him or anything as I just slowly go by.
Asshat decides to yell at me. "Hey, you could say something!" I'm thinking to myself, you dumbass, you just did a U-ie. How could you not know I'm coming?