There I was, cycling along a one-way road, parked vehicles both sides, so, to avoid door-swipes I'm in the middle of the carriageway. I'm aware of a grinding, clanking racket from behind: I glance back and see a battered Ford something or other, about 1 yard from my rear wheel. I keep churning along (I'm about to make a right turn in 10 - 20 yards time) and then there's a load of hooting and engine revving from behind. So I turn my head back, and politely say, at the top of my voice "F*CK OFF!!!". As I begin to turn right, the car shoots through the widening gap, slows, window goes down, and the woman (??) driver gobs at me, and her boyfriend hurls a stream of abuse. Now, I'm quite a mild chap really. I have to say that I was quite shaken up and disturbed to think that there really are people out and about who behave in this appalling way. A sort of semi-animal sub culture. I bet she (or possibly "it") had neither insurance nor a drivers' licence. I just hope I never encounter them again.