Last night pulled up to a light and a van full of (what seemed like) high school students takes the right lane to turn right. As they go past me I hear them screaming at me and one of them gets out the window and starts yelling things at me. I felt like giving them the finger, but there was nothing to be gained by lowering myself to that level.

I happily pedaled home through almost non-existant traffic (these are country back roads) and a cool 50-something degrees.

GreenAnvil