It wasn't a car and it wasn't me, but about 10 years ago my dad was out during his daily ride, I'd say about 30 miles from our house when a car full of teenagers pulled up behind him and whacked him in the back with a baseball bat. This was before everyone had cell phones and me and my mom started getting worried when he hadn't came home for dinner. Never caught the kids, he didn't see what they looked like. Thank God an passing stranger stopped and took him to the hospital.

I'll still never understand why people do stuff like this. He wasn't bothering them.