Monday me and a mate (HI TWISTIES!) went for a 100k ride which was all good, not a single cop on the roads (that we could see) the mountains were mostly free of traffic and only had one or two wet corners but other then that beautiful day. We finished up, at a supermarket looking for cold drinks, I was leading the way because heâ€™s not from this side of Melbourne and as we entered the Shopping square I crossed the zebra crossing but as i did a man to my left got very angry and went to throw something at me, i ducked and grabbed a handful of front brake and stopped, he came over saying he almost threw his keys at me! WTF! he claims i almost ran him over even though he had only just started to cross and was 3 car widths away from me (Bad day at work maybe) so i attempted to educate him on the types of crossings in Victoria and their various laws, he didnâ€™t take kindly to this and started yelling "Tell me the rules again" a few times while violently grabbing me, he pushed and pulled at me trying to pull or push me off the bike. The guy was short'ish (Compared to me) but sitting on the GPX he looked like he could be 2 feet taller, ok so now he starts screaming to me "GET OFF THE BIKE" over and over so when he lets go i ride off round the corner and park, I'm half willing to let it go and half wanting to throw him through a window. I get my gear off and head towards the supermarket when I see the guy again looking very angry and kinda heading past me like he doesn't recognise me without the all the gear and helmet on, heâ€™s almost about to pass me when he realizes Iâ€™m looking at him in an angry way too! He does a double take now that Iâ€™m standing up my 6'3 + the heels on the boots i obviously look a little bit more intimidating then he thought but never the less he wants to be a tough guy so he grabs my t-shirt! By now i know this little shit is a nut case, i grab him back so i can keep him at arms length, he tried his hardest to swing me around and get me on the ground, after the 3rd attempt we're out on the roadway in the car park (Twisties tole me after we scared some guy off, he got out of his car with his young son and ran) he pulls at me so hard he rips my t-shirt half off so it looks like i have a mini black Toga on. Now Iâ€™m getting sick of him, heâ€™s not letting go and heâ€™s trying his hardest to get me on the ground, god knows why, maybe he thought if he got me to go over heâ€™d have won and could walk away content knowing heâ€™s the toughest bogan around, so I punch him in the jaw, then again on the cheek and again right next his eye then again on the top of his head, heâ€™s still not letting go!! I pull his jumper and t-shirt over his head so he cant see and he still holds on and rips my t-shirt some more!!! Iâ€™m almost half naked here and Iâ€™m not the type to strut around like that so i just wanna leave, so i knee him a couple of times but his head has his jumper over it so its like a cushion and has little to no effect, Thankfully some rando starts to yell at him that its not worth fighting over something stupid and he lets go and leaves.. I get my gear on and go to leave with Twisties when he comes back with his mobile phone and he takes a photo of us and out regoâ€™s with it saying "SEE YOU IN COURT!" i just replied "Good luck" and rode off around the car park to the far side exit, we got there fairly quickly but not quick enough, this complete irrational moron was there with a rock twice the size of his fist! He kinda bends his knees a little and makes a throwing action at me, again I duck but this time speed up seeking cover behind a 4x4 thatâ€™s leaving the car park too.... we head straight to a police station to seek advice, The female cop I spoke to told me she doubts the guy will do anything about it but just in case she took our details down and told us to go home and write down our versions of events, so we did that and thatâ€™s basically what you just read.. Iâ€™m not really worried about being charged because I know all Iâ€™m really doing is defending myself after being attacked. But the thing i am worried about is, i go to that supermarket all the time , its close to home and i talk to the people that work there, if he comes back and sees my bike there chances are heâ€™s going to do something stupid like kick it over and piss off, leaving me with a broken bike and no idea who this guy is or how to find him. What a conundrum. Anyway, more sharing then anything, but please share any similar experiences you have had.