So. Melbourne on a Friday arvo is shit. Next time I'm going around the city. The day started great. I was riding like a pro all day. I went through Footscray and all was well. Next thing I know is there's a BMW 335i fool of Asians so close up my arse I couldn't see his headlights. I turned around and gave him the head shake meaning "WTF is your problem?" Anyway, I keep riding and go past him at the lights. He gets up my arse again when I have to brake and I was sure it was going to hit. Nothing phew. He backed off but swerved around me and floored it through the 40 zones. He was going so fast he almost lost it at one stage. I filtered past him again and looked in his window. There all fcuking texting. Grr! Whatever that wasn't the main drama of my day as I soon found out. At the corner of Spencer St and Latrobe the traffic was backed up. So much so that I missed most of the greens. When I finally got it however I was stuck in the middle with another cage behind me and a tram trying to turn. She was beeping like mad and kept getting closer and closer until "nudge". I felt that I know I felt that. And I could see the pedestrians going "she just fcuking did that!" I was pissed. I pulled up next to her and told her to pull over. She was on her fcuking phone!! Grr. "Pull over you hit me." "No. No. I didn't hit you." Imagine the voice of the maid from family guy. Anyway long story short I reported it to the cops (didn't press charges) and they're going to give her a scare. Btw no damage done. Until I pulled over parked the bike and fcuking dropped it. Grr. I'm currently sitting here waiting for my balls to grow back and my anger to go down. Now for the ride home.