My guy (also some punk middle ager) was at a stop sign controlled intersection. Not only did I get there before him, I was also the vehicle on the right. He obviously thought he'd "teach me a lesson" that cars were faster, so I did not deserve my turn and he should not have to yield to me. I was going straight, he was sort of turning left (its a funky 5 streeter) - we were going onto the same street. He hit the gas hard when I was pretty much in the middle of the intersection and then nearly slammed into me (I'm talking his front bumper probably less than an inch from my front wheel) because there was oncoming traffic and he just had to squeeze by me. If I hadn't been weighed down my my messenger bag and on my commuter I probably could have caught him..... this particular street has a bunch of stop signs so I can keep up with traffic if I'm feeling frisky.



) was at a stop sign controlled intersection. Not only did I get there before him, I was also the vehicle on the right. He obviously thought he'd "teach me a lesson" that cars were faster, so I did not deserve my turn and he should not have to yield to me. I was going straight, he was sort of turning left (its a funky 5 streeter) - we were going onto the same street. He hit the gas hard when I was pretty much in the middle of the intersection and then nearly slammed into me (I'm talking his front bumper probably less than an inch from my front wheel) because there was oncoming traffic and he just had to squeeze by me. If I hadn't been weighed down my my messenger bag and on my commuter I probably could have caught him..... this particular street has a bunch of stop signs so I can keep up with traffic if I'm feeling frisky.
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