Well I wasn't aware of the resentment, but it finally reared its ugly head. After nearly twenty five years of marriage, my father in law decided I should be the latest motorcycle statistic and pulled in front of me while he was making a right hand turn. Silly bastard missed me by a whisker and I locked up both sets of brakes but kept it all together. Caught up with him a week or two later and explained that he nearly cleaned me up to which he thought I was joking and explained that he 'never saw any bike come close to him, so it didn't happen'. Fact is he 'never saw any bike come close to him' and thats what nearly fkn killed me.