Road-rage episode...

On my way to work last night, (I just got off, I work graveyards) I passed a truck, not long before an entrance ramp. I was going about 75, and he was going about 65. I didn't tailgate, or cut him off, I simply rolled around him. I noticed as I was going by that he started to speed up, but didn't really think anything about it. When I got back into the lane, he started honking and flashing his lights. I then gave him the obligatory one-finger-salute. (yes, I know. Juvenile.) I got onto the feed ramp, which is one lane, one way, very narrow, and no shoulders, and he gunned it, almost running me over, got in front of me, slammed on the brakes, I almost plowed his tailgate, and he had successfully blocked the road. He jumped out of his truck. I didn't put my kick stand down, I just dropped to first, held in the clutch, and stood ready to shoot past him on the passenger side, but he juked, went to the passenger side, and came running at me. He punched me in the helmet twice before I laid the bike on it's side and jumped off. Then, I noticed he had a very large knife on his belt, and that he was about 4 inches taller than I was, and outweighed me by at least 50 lbs, so I thought better of tackling him. A girl got out of the truck and started screaming at him, and he turned to scream at her, so I picked up the truck, hit the ditch, and boogied.

I know I shouldn't have flipped him off, but I still feel like that might have been an over-reaction... Also, why would you punch someone in the helmet? I didn't even feel it. Shouldn't you punch people in the squishy bits?

He's lucky I was on my way to work. If I'd been going anywhere else, I'd have been exercising my CHL permit, and I'd probably be in custody right now.