I've only had one confrontation and a few stupid kids calling me names. The one confrontation was a few years ago when I'd ride through town to get to the start of a trail. The car pulled over really close and the passenger screamed out "eat my door". I stopped and watched the passenger open the door just past me. The car stops, two teenagers get out and start calling me names. I reach for the pepper spray. Passenger pulls out a tire iron from the backseat. Someone called the police, because a cruiser showed up right about this time. Driver claims I kicked the door. Cop separates us. Asks me for ID. I show him my gun license (full concealed carry and sub-mg), because frankly it looks like my driver's license and in the adrenaline rush, I didn't notice the difference. His eyes widen and he asks, "Are you?" I say, "Always." Tells me to have a nice ride and thanks for keeping a cool head. As I'm calming myself down, putting the pepper spray away, I hear the cop yelling at the two kids, "Be glad he only pulled out the pepper spray! What were you going to do with that tire iron?!" The kid with the tire iron is in handcuffs bent over the hood of the car. I ride home, figuring no amount of trails is going to be better than this. I hope I don't have to get into that again. Names I can handle. Attempted physical harm is just wrong. I haven't had any name-calling nor bad experiences in the past few weeks as I've started commuting again.