I decided to suck it up, deal with my allergies and just ride home. I had a short day, so I took my time going home. Almost got hit by an a-hole Suburban driver who ran a red light to turn right right into my lane. I saw him though and yelled "You wanna stop?!" I guess he heard me because he slammed on the brakes causing me to have to swerve around him nearly missing his rear bumper. He pulled up next to me and had his wife yell some explicits at me. I gave him the one finger salute and turned left behind him. Apparently I pissed him off cuz the next thing I hear is tire squeel. I look behind me and he slammed on the brakes and whipped a left right behind me. He pulled along side, wife screaming profanely. She stopped long enough for me to say "Be a man and stop having your b%$&h fight your battles." He finally passed me up and the rest of the ride was pleasant. If anyone in Sacramento sees a dark blue 2000ish Suburban with tinted windows being driven by a redneck looking guy with long hair sporting Indiana plates numbered 30 F 4121, watch out.