Monday morning commute on some back streets. Going quite fast downhill, but not faster than other traffic, a guy in a Jaguar pulls out in front of me. I saw it coming and was prepared so no harm done. I just pulled in behind him and continued on down the hill.
Step 1: I did shake my head at him. That upset him a bit. Enough for him to slow down, roll down his window, and shout some useful advice to me about how I shouldn't ride so fast. I'd pulled up beside him to listed to his little tirade. I said nothing, but watched him pull away.
Step 2: I just smiled and blew him a kiss. Perhaps he didn't like another bloke blowing him a kiss, but it certainly made him angry. His next move was to slow down and pull in attempting to force me to stop. I rode round on his right. More abuse from him followed, along with a demand that I stop so he can knock my block off. He then swerved to the right so that I was on the wrong side of the road (nothing approaching thankfully).
We were close to a road junction, so I got in front of him. He stayed close behind me, but thankfully didn't follow me when I took the next right.
I'd like to appologise to the next cyclist the guy comes across today. I didn't realise that my actions would wind him up so much. Just hoping he calmed down and didn't take it out on someone else.
On a serious note, it was a good reminder that I really need to minimise my contact with motorists. You never know who is sitting in that tin box on wheels.