Don't hang about to get shouted at or hit. Do your thing - roar, wing-mirror, finger - and then skidaddle. You're not here for a conversation. On a bicycle you are no longer top of the food chain if you are sharing the road with monsters. Realise this and embed it in your flesh. This is how you become a Kung Fu master on a bicycle: by embracing Cycle (or equally Cycho) Fu. Cycle Fu is about using your brain, responding in the moment, and moving on. Thankfully, as an endorphinated being (who 'moves on' as Nature intended), this is not difficult to do since 'braining' and 'moving on' are part of your original condition. It's the other guy, the unendorphinated brain-damaged having, in his big catalytic wheelchair, who wants to stay and 'discuss' matters, who gets all e-motional (because he's given up his own motion). But don't be distracted by this appeal to your ego. Be 'motional' not 'emotional'. All car drivers are monsters who want to devour you. Just do your thing and get the fuck out of there.
