[vash]

in one instance that made me reconsider motorcycle riding:

two lanes converged to one lane. i was clearly ahead of a beemer. but instead of giving me the right of way, he squeezed right next to me. his lane disappears into mine, but he would not back off. i admit, i got stubborn and kept steady with my speed. i thought it was all over, until i felt the car rub my leg! then the steady pressure of his car pressing into me! i saved my self by actually leaning into his car. my left hand on his hood, my hips on his fender. the bastard was pushing me into the next lane. luckily the car next to me, saw and backed off. once i got the space, i went into that lane. i was shaking from fear and rage. i stopped and all the cars behind me that witness this, respected my space and stopped too. but you know san fran. traffic! i looked forward and saw the man stopped in traffic! i practically wheelied to him. the idiot saw me riding up fast. he rolled up the window, and i yelled, "OPEN UP!" he got scared and he actually rolled down his window. i effen launched off my bike and dropped it into the side of his car, my upper body was in his car, i pushed him by his jacket into the passenger seat, my feet were still on the bike (i think) i dont know what i yelled, but i didnt hit him (altho i already broke the law, by touching him). never have i been so stupid. in my opinion, he tried to kill me. but i should have let it go. i got stupid, really stupid.

it happened again, but with my girlfriend on the back, i sold that ninja.