I probably would not have moved over. I keep my three feet whether they want to give it to me or not. Last night I was absolutely sure the kid in the pickup behind me through the roundabout was going to give me the finger or something because I slowed down when I hit the curve--wind was strong in my face--but he smiled and waved as he passed after the roundabout. Then we were side by side (in different lanes) at the stop light and I hollered "Thanks for waiting for me!" and he was really nice.

Your story reminds me of a terribly rainy windy day last week when I pulled my trailer up the 2nd steepest hill I've ever been on. At the top of the hill a lady stopped me, in the rain, in the middle of traffic did I mention how wet I was??, to ask me directions to the hospital. I wished later that I had just kept on riding.