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So, I nearly got the crap beaten outta me this morning for tapping on some guys trunk. I was riding along in the bike lane on Harbord and dude cuts me off and jams on the brakes at the corner. I skid into a track stand (that's right) and then he starts rolling again, so I give him a little tap-tap (not too hard) as I start pedaling. Slams on the brakes again, opens his door and starts unbuckling. He starts yelling at me, I tell him he cut me off, he gets out and grabs for me and (thankfully had one foot still clipped in and in the "sweet spot") I make a few quick pedal strokes to about 25' away. Thank goodness for fat people... he took a few steps and gave up. Kept calling me a cun7 and telling me to get back there for "hitting his car". I wonder if Derrick heard any of it since it was just there by The Bike Joint.

I swore once before that from now on I take the zen approach. I repeat that sentiment. I'm sorry I strayed off track.

Also: when I left the house I had a flat tire.

Can I just go home, go back to sleep and start again tomorrow?