The bike is fine, a few chips in the paint, but as far as I can tell nothing is bent or anything. And my sauce stirring hand is still golden

I wasn't trying to actually do damage to his car, I was just ticked off and needed to let out the frustration. I thought about walking around to the window and punching him in the face, but the trunk was a safer option...less he can do about it.

I definitely learned to watch whats going on at all times and keep an eye out for Donkey Holes, or even the cagers who hit the brakes for a good reason. No more riding so close for me. No more stopping either...j/k...