Happy birthday.
I was just biking home from my summer job. I was biking the normal way, on the right side, where cars come from behind you. There were three cars behind me, so I switched over to the left side to let them pass. Keep in mind that on the left side was a hill then a forest, so I couldn't move any farther left. Right before the cars cleared up on the right side, and I could move back there, a white van (you know those old ones that hold 11 people?) came up driving toward me. Just at the time when most drivers slow down and drive farther toward the other lane, so as to keep the biker safe, it moved towards me; as in there was no way for me not to get hit (its wheels were touching the hill). It drove like that until a few feet away from me, then veered off. As it was passing I noticed a bunch of random 20 or so year old women, cheering.
Cheering as the driver purposely ******* nearly drove over me. What a prick.
Even if I had gotten the license plate number, I was driving on the wrong side of the road, so I have no excuse, except that he nearly ran over me. He would probably get a warning and an insurance raise. That's all.
**** the driver...
