So I was out riding yesterday with a buddy (I'm leading. That plays a big factor in the story).We're minding our own buisness, riding on a country road (at the speed limit, mind you ) that leads into town, to go get some chow. The car ahead of us signals to turn left, so we slow down. He turns, and just as I get next to him, he straightens out. He's now paralleling me, in the oncoming lane. I look over with a "What the hell are you thinking, jack-nut??" look on my face. He leans over the female passenger, and pulls a gun on me. I see the weapon, and in the second or two that it took me to see it, he mean mugs me. He then completed his turn, and we went on up the road. We rode to the police department that covers that area, and I told my friend who was on duty about the incedent. I give an accurate description of the driver, passenger and vehicle. He and another department scramble to search for the vehicle. No joy.

Fast forward to today. I post this on facebook, and a local bar owner messages me, and confirms he knows who the guy is. Says he's been trying to get a job as a bouncer at his bar. I relay said information to my buddy who was on duty yesterday, and he's gonna go get this douche-hammers' name off the bar owner.
Some people, ya know? I blame the Tele-tubbies for making people violent.