Might not be so keen next time..

hippy So tonight's commute some plonker in Acton has a go when I pass some other plonker on a bike who rode in front of me at the lights.
I arc up. Driver arcs up.
Stuck behind a bus he's now hopefully seeing the full stupidity of beeping me because I was "in his way".
Nope. Shouting continues. We shuffle in traffic.
He raises fists as if asking for a fight so I slow down and near his door (not 'that' close though!) I tell him to get the fsck out of his car now.
Surprise surprise.. big man doesn't wanna get out of his car.. (pissweak.. your missus has a bigger cock). Make point of getting rego.
To prove to this dumbass in his blue MG and his boyfriend that bikes are quicker.. I follow them from Acton all the way to West Ealing before getting bored and swinging off home.
I love getting angry! And the gf has made me apple pie! All in all apart from the damp, a sweet ride home :)

Yesterday a guy beeped at me cause he couldn't pass me on a very narrow section of one way road - not my fault clearly. I turned round, slowed down, told him to fuck off and gave him a two finger salute - without thinking. Bike rage is so natural to me now. It's actually quite worrying, if someone actually hits me I'm likely to punch them without even thinking. I don't mean this in a "I'm so hard way" I don't like how quick I am to get mad. I need to chill out a bit.