It seems I am developing a knack for incidents with red Commodores near roundabouts. My first drop was a result of a poorly executed braking attempt at a roundabout when said red Commodore decided at the last minute they weren't going to go through (I had only been riding for 4 days at this point). My next incident transpired just this morning when I was filtering at a set of lights approaching a roundabout not far from my house. As the lights went green and I wasn't at the front, I merged into a large gap in front of another red Commodore, obviously bothering them somewhat. They proceeded to follow me as closely as possible, driving so close behind me when we came to a short stop that they were almost touching my tyre. Then as we approached the roundabout, they raced up beside me and I started to hear some muffled voices coming from somewhere. A quick look to my left showed a woman in her early 40's leaning out the driver's window, abusing me like a demon. Although her children were in the car (she must have been taking them to school), she sure didn't hold back. I'm not sure how she kept driving, as she did nothing but look and scream at me, even making use of her hands in some crude form of communication. I dropped back in speed so that I was no longer next to her car, thinking that there was a chance she was so furious she would actually run into me. She continued screaming while making her left turn while I went straight - I am unsure how the rest of her trip went but here's hoping that it involved a tree. Never has there been an over-reaction of this magnitude since *********. I had heard of situations like this happening, but I had no idea that as simple an action as merging in front of someone when there was more than sufficient room (as in a Hummer could have fit in that gap) could result in someone exploding like that. If she could have seen how hard I was laughing under my helmet, she probably would have stabbed me. Welcome to the world of riding?