Ah, yes, riding thru construction zones.

One of my favorite confrontations ever was in a construction zone many years ago. The DOT had ripped up all of the pavement for about 1/4 of a mile. Because of the construction, they'd also dropped the speed limit to 25. Realizing that I could easily do 25 for a 1/4 mile on my road bike (even with no pavement), I took the lane. Some JAM in a car behind me honked continuously for the entire distance, only to get stuck next to me at the light at the end of the stretch. I went off, screaming at him, "I'm doing the f**king speed limit! It's a f**king construction area! WTF are you thinking?" etc.

He started to get out of his car, and then I REALLY lost it. "Yeah, get out of your f**king car! I'll kick your ass, you piece of s**t!" and so on. He very sheepishly got back into his car and left when the light changed, driving much more politely than he had been.