Okay, it's not my FAULT in a "they started it" way but after the event I wish I'd handled things differently. Because this is me.. Or at least I might as well be the scary Childcatcher. Following a long (for me) ride, just near home a car whizzes past close enough for me to wonder for a moment whether I had been clipped or if it was the air brushing past with no reason to be so close (not that there is ever any reason) as the road is wide enough to pass with plenty of room without even crossing the centre line. Don't know how I summoned the energy after my longest ride for 16 years but after my loud "OI" (my dad always said I ought to be a Sergeant-Major) I thought "I'm not having that!" and powered after him (including - and I'm sorry! - through the red light that he jumped) I think what made it worse was that the sanctimonious git had his car plastered with "keep your distance" and "back off-I stick to the limit" notices. Now, maybe it was because I was tired and that last bust of speed had taken it out of me but all I saw was the car and my language was extremely colourful. Only towards the end did I notice two wide-eyed tots looking visibly scared at this swearing and frothing (I think I was salivating) lunatic shouting and bawling. I wish I'd kept my temper and addressed the issue properly rather than ranting and swearing like that in front of little kids (though frankly it was disgusting that the parent/guardian/driver should drive like that especially with kids in the back. So, for those of you that do manage to keep a lid on it though some arrogant sanctimonious "worlds best driver, me" git has just come within an inch of turning you into road-pizza - do you have any secret tricks to your self-control?