Hey KM,
Understand where you're coming from. There have been a couple of occasions, where after a very near miss and the wrong sort of reaction from a driver, where I have sinned. I these very few occasions, the problem wasn't the driver, the problem was the bad angel inside my lid. At the time, they seem reasonable and deserved, but it's a poor practice.
I have on occasion stopped to have a quick chat with a cager. One time was with an old lady, she was out of her depth - a couple of times with middle aged execs, both of who ended up regretting the decision to be mouthy with me, and a couple of times where I've actually pulled keys out ignitions, once with someone who was clearly drunk, the other with someone who seemed drunk or stoned, but super aggressive none the less.
That's in a lot of years riding.
However, it's with buses that I tend to be less than rational - I've been almost killed (and I am the king of understatement, those who know me will attest to this), such blatant disregard and outward aggression has created a very big problem for those drivers..
We ride, therefore shit is going to happen. If I ride with care and space, then less shit happens.
Its diametrically opposed to the sanitised existence of the Lemmings around me in the Dilbert Cartoon hell I live in; its life at full volume, perfect colour with high resolution and 10,000 watts of amplification.
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