So i got together with the boys and went for a ride, we havn't gone out in months and everyone was itching to get the smokers out for a blast. We park the cars at my fathers house unload and make the 5K trip down the road to the state forest, everyone had a good ride, noone broke down, few bruised but no blood or broken bones... anyway. Heading back down the road i was leading at about 60k's, about 2-300m infront of the other 4 when a farmer looks at me... FKING STRAIGHT IN THE EYE and pulls out of his driveway maybe 15-20m infront of me. I went into survival mode, swerved into a table drain did a big way out of conrol powerslide caught it and took off down the road shaking. So get to my fathers driveway, pull in turn the fuel off everyone shows up, farmer joe pulls in. joe: if i see you riding that on the road again i'll ****ing run you over. me: WTF didn't you see me joe: oh i saw you, next time im calling the police jay: hoy man the're all rego'd... just leave joe: dont be a smart arse they're just number plates on dirt bikes. And if see you riding like that again i'll run you over. i started to get a bit pissed at this pointme: you ****ing pulled out infront of me you douche wtf am i supposed to do, get in your car and **** off before... joe: thats it im calling the police, me: buddy theres a phone inside your more than welcome to By this point he's started working out its not going his way and he left, with threats of noise complaints ect... Im not sure how to feel about it, we spend alot of money keeping dirtbikes legal and have a good reputation with the local police so it really hit a nerve. I got ofended and got cheeky, im not sure if i was right to do what i did but yeah... vent over. Not sure if we'll hear from him again, but it'll be interesting if i do.