So the other day I'm driving up the road. It's a 4 lane road, with me in the left lane, one car directly in front of me, and a car in right lane right next to me. We're side by side. In my rearview mirror I notice a RED sport bike (aka crotch rocket) coming up FAST from behind. TOO FAST in fact. The next thing I know, he goes BETWEEN my car and the car next to me!!!
He wobbled as he was nearing our front ends, and I was sure I was going to see him die as I ran over him, but he accelerated out of the wobble, and pulled into right lane in front of the other car. Then he proceeded to drive down the road NO HANDED while pretending to play air drums! Seriously? I wanted to smack the guy! It's riders like THAT that give the rest of us riders a bad name! You ride like an idiot, you get treated like an idiot.
I was still fuming 1/2 mile down the road when we came up to a stop light, mostly because he continued to right like a cocky asshole! Pulling up to the stop light, I was now in the right lane, and him in the left. There is a car in front of him, and another in front of me. As I came to a stop, I rolled down my window, "You idiot! You make the rest of us who ride have to make up for YOUR stupidity! WE try to ride safe, and then there are idiots like YOU who ruin it for everyone else."
He looked me in the eye, and laughed the most even laugh I have EVER heard. No kidding, it sent chills up my spine. All the while looking me right in the eye.
Just then, my toe slipped off the brake pedal, and my car bumped the car in front of me!!!!
OMG, I wanted to crawl into a hole and DIE! Now the evil biker guy is laughing his evil laugh so hard I thought he was going to fall off his bike. Not only that, but I'm STUCK sitting next to him because the light is still red, AND, now I'm going to have to deal with the driver of the car in front of me. You know, because of my super safe driving skills I had just bitched at evil biker guy about.
Finally the light turned green. Evil biker guy hollered, "Thanks for MAKING MY DAY!!!" and raced away. I followed the car I'd bumped around the corner, and we got out of our cars to check the damage. Because we'd been completely stopped just before my toe slipped off the pedal, there wasn't even a scratch on her car, and only a small one on mine. I felt HORRIBLE about the whole thing, and once we discovered there was no damage, I explained what had happened. Apparently she was the car who'd been driving along side me, so she'd almost hit the evil biker guy too. She was glad I said something to him.
I, on the other hand, am STILL seeing his evil eyes and hearing his evil laugh as I re-live bumping the car in front of me! Note to self...keep thy mouth shut!