Usually, the ones that buzz me like that are in too much of a hurry for me to catch; twice, I've had confrontations, but no one's ever gotten out of the car. A hollered expletive, followed by half the peace sign, is about all the answer I have time to give.

ONE time, I caught up to one at a light; he didn't buzz me, just hollered at me to get on the sidewalk; when I answered his 2ND demand with, "Same right to the f'n road as you!" (cleaned up for ths post), he said he'd put me in jail for talking to him like that. F.O.P. sticker on his plate, so I wrote the Chief. Didn't get the answer I wanted, but I got an answer.

Be as aggressive as you feel you can survive, but don't expect much. The mainstream public has bought into two main thoughts (and I've seen them expressed here, as well):

1. Don't sweat the small stuff (BTW: how big does something have to get before somebody STARTS sweating it? Curious).
2. No blood, no foul (I call BS on the whole country on this one!).