This morning on my way to work, I passed a fixie douche courier about 30 yards before an intersection. I had to turn right. I slowed down to take the corner , and had to swerve to the right a bit to avoid a car to my left. I make my right turn and proceed. I stop at the next intersection. A few seconds later I hear a bang on the car, but the car doesn't move. I thought I got rear ended. I look around and see the dick on the bike riding off after cutting across traffic and giving me the finger. I opened the window and we shouted profanities at each other. I assesesEd my car for dAmage only once I arrived at work. Turns out he cracked one of my tail light lenses. What a dickhead. Maybe I scared him, but guess what idiot, traffic is a lot less scary when you have brakes. I hope you choke, fvcker.