Are you guys like me. EVERY time I ride I have at least one close call. Not my doing but some dumbazzcager. My latest. Friday I had the recall done on the B and afterwards I rode about 25 miles to pick up a necklace I had bought and then had shortened for my 1 year old granddaughter for Christmas. Leaving the Jeweler I had about a 60 mile ride home. First 30 miles in severe rush hour traffic. I'm going down Page Ave. in bumper to bumper traffic. The lady behind me didn't like it that I didn't move every time the car in front of me moved 6 inches. You know the drill , let em get a length or two to make it worth using the clutch. Its not like we was going anywhere. Between the stoplights and people texting it was a crawl. So this lady gets real close on me , three ft , and starts laying on the horn. Now nobody was cutting in on the car length distance in front of me. Most people know. After a while this lady changes lanes and comes alongside , rolls the window down and starts questioning my lineage. Traffic is moving a little better in her lane so as soon as she can get in front of me she waits till I start to move up and she cuts in front of me. She pushed me all the way over to the curb. I barely jumped around the nose of her van and got in front of her. At this point she was crossways across two lanes. She was trying hard guys. I wanted to shoot that witch. With a B. She tried to take away my first Christmas with my Grandaughter. What is wrong with these people? Sorry for the lengthy post. Just wanted to share.