An ******* in a black tinted SUV came a few inches from sideswiping me 15 metres before a red on front street at spadina this evening.

He rolled down his window to impart me with a few words. Apart from making up the rules of the road and telling them to me, he told me that he had kids in the car, and if the kids weren't there he would TEACH me the rules of the road (he implied he would be using his fists to teach me. Maybe a signaling lesson?). I asked him if he really wanted to fight me on the street right there. He responded that he wanted to KILL me. Yes, I asked him to repeat it, this guy said he would murder me if his kids were not there. I told him he was a really good influence for his kids and then I painted a lovely abstract impressionist painting of phlegm right where he looks through the windshield. Someone in the next lane went "OOOOOOoooOOOOOoooHHH!!!!" and told us both to cool it, so its safe to say we were making a scene!

Then the guy starts tailgating me, buzzed me again, waited until I caught up, and then yelled some stuff at his closed passenger window and sped off.

I should have just asked him if he and his kids had met jesus...