Now to the lecture…mind you take this from a do as I say and not as I do! Marty I’m almost shaking thinking of you tangling with that moron. So dangerous and could have ended so wrong. Your sturdy frame is no match for Bevis in his rusty white POS. I find myself especially lately TRYING to think we must de-escalate more faced with confrontations. Many of the atrocious outcomes recently might have been avoided had one of the parties simply backed away. My friend J.C. once said, “whosoever smite thee on thy right cheek, turn to him the other cheek also”. Tough advice, but I am trying. However…last Sunday I was returning from NOTL with the lovely wife (it’s our 38th anniversary today!) and we were almost home. Turning from Mountain Rd preceded her and as I straightened up on Kalar I heard the screech of brakes and the sound of a horn. I turned in horror as I feared the worst. Some other Bevis had roared up behind her and slammed on his brakes. Shaken, she continued past me. Stupidly I pulled my bike out into the lane to confront this moron who flew around the corner and came to a stop within inches of my leg! Fortunately he stopped and laid on the horn continuously, As I reached for my phone I realized that it was the only time in recent memory that I forgot it!! Fortunately he had a vanity plate ( with a Poppy!) As I yelled ‘I’m calling the cops!’ he sped around me laying rubber.