Nah I got nothing. Only thing going through my mind was, "moron hit me, oh **** how's my bike, wait, i'm fine, bike seems ok, i'm late for my lunch, my bike's fine, i'm hungry." Not a very public person in that aspect, when I realize, I'm alive and well, everything's fine, I tend to get along on my way

I have to admit, drivers usually are a lot more alert about bikers in the city since there are so many delivery guys around, they're pretty much everywhere. While I wouldn't recommend jail time for something that was probably a fluke, I would ask him what the f**k he was thinking cutting across 2 lanes to pick up someone when there were perfectly good cabs right behind me.

I ran into a car at a pretty good clip once and what I did afterwards was pretty shameful so I guess this is life turning full circle...

What actually angered me more was later as I was fixing up the bike, I said to myself, what dick stole my tool!