I was driving along a fairly narrow road on an industrial estate in town the other day, and I'm driving past parked traffic on the left (already passed 100yds worth of them), thus leaving no room for oncoming traffic to get past. A bit further down the road (about 75 yards) the parked traffic ends, and two cars can pass again. I was doing about 25mph when this fat cnut in a Nissan comes barrelling towards me just as I'm getting to the bit where two cars can pass, but I've got knowhere to go if he continues. He's doing around 40mph and shows no sign of slowing, even though he can see I'm nearly through, and he's had a good 7-8 seconds to take on board the traffic situation, so I thinks to myself "fcuk it, I'm not stopping the vehicle because then one of us will have to reverse, and a few more feet and he'll be able to get past. Now this fat cnut has got a car full of kids, and at the last, last moment, just as I'm getting to the passable bit, he slams on his anchor, screeches to a halt and waves his hands around in the windscreen as if I'm the one who is in the wrong. Suffice to say, I carried on cruising past, but lowered my window, smiled, and flipped him the bird. At the moment of passing, I honestly thought, from the coolour of his face, and the strangled way in which he screamed "CNUT!" at me, that he might have a cardiac arrest. I was desperately hoping that he would turn his car around and come after me, but he didn't, so I missed out on giving him a good shoeing. Proper shame really. Anyone else had something like this?