I drove the car today-- parent teacher conferences meant a half day for me and a return tonight, so I skipped the ride.

A crazy road raging acura high way racer jerk darn near killed me. Didn't seem to like me passing a gravel filled dripping truck that was dropping pebbles and water all over my windshield. He came up from a quarter mile back, started flashing his lights right on my bumper. I tapped my brakes-- not enough to slow...

dude pulled around me on the right full throttle, swerved in front of me and smashed on the brakes. My quarter million mile 89 volovo wagon darn near flipped as I swerved into the middle lane to avoid him. He ran it up to 90 or so and swerved through the dense traffic ahead. Crazy.

Three months of commuting, and of course the most dangerous situation was while I was in my very own tank of a volvo!

The crazies are so much easier to avoid on a bike.