Earlier tonight on my way home on the big bike down the main arterial road, something unusual happened.
The driver in front of me suddenly hit the brakes for no apparent reason; no cats or dogs crossing the road.
Then I saw him looking straight at me through his left wing mirror.
When I switched lanes to go around him, he tried to switch too, as if to block me off, but the presence of another car meant he couldn't really do it in time, and when I pulled over for my turn he just kept going straight ahead.
The c*nt had been trying to run me down. An apparently complete stranger in apparently complete calmness and deliberation.
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