One day I was cycling on Rowlett Park Drive in Tampa and a driver was upset I was on the road. He passed me while also screaming his discontent and then pulled over about a quarter-mile up the road.
He got out of the car, assumed a boxer's pose and wanted a fistfight.
I biked around him and ignored him.
A story sent to me by my bicycle pal Ellen tells a tale of a bike racer who faced a driver who wanted to do harm to him.