Allright, heres my story - short but sweet. I live in Louisville Kentucky where you have enclaves of rednecks and enclaves of more informed folks. Anyway, I'm riding in one of the more redneck areas of town out of necessity when behind me a driver starts honking. Obviously he doesn't think I'm of sound mind since I'm on the road about 6 inches from the curb and not the glass and nail covered sidewalk. Maybe he thought this was in the 1960s when our bicycle laws required sidewalk riding. Don't know what he was thinking. So after his honking I look over my shoulder at him, decide he needs an education, wave at him and move my bike into the middle of the lane. More than likely he didn't learn anything, but ooooh, it felt so good.