Just managed to get home on the Eastern from Blackburn with choc a bloc traffic cos some guy had put his motor into the barrier so i lane split all the way to the front and then see the cops in the far right lane so im in the left side so I keep going figuring they cant read the plate anyway and can only maybe see the top half of me....im only doing 40k so no big worry. Get home and riding up my street there is this people carrier thing in front of me on the one way street.....alls well, until he pulls over to left then turns sharp right to go into Kew primary school carpark. I hit the brakes all at once and pumped them to stop sliding but slid anyway as its pissing down. Just clipped hid back bumper and stopped. No damage to me but i took the paint of his arse end. He get out and asks what the hell am I doing......In my best scottish slang accent i really fcuking lose it. YOU pulled over to park on left then turned right without indicating you fcuking fcukstick, what the fcuk do you expect you cocksmoking prick. He apologised for not checking his mirrors and not indicating wich would have been sufficient since there was no damage. Then the smart arse see's his wife is hanging out the car and decides to get his back up....big mistake. He says you were riding to close anyway. I say " cant you see how far i just slid in the pissing rain just to avoid hitting you" You pulled over to the left then turned right , never checked your mirrors and never indicated and you got the fcuking cheek to tell me i was too close......so i put the bike on the stand and take my gloves off and throw them on the ground and as im just about to get off he says" look Im sorry i never saw you, no damage and Im really sorry" So I get on the bike and turn into My drive about 5m up the road......home again. Some people......he almost got Riverdance all over his head the fcuking prick. Scottish temper hasn't been lost......phew !