I met a combination of Mr Pshychotic/Mr split personality yesterday. You make up your mind.
Cycling along a relatively quiet and wide country-ish road yesterday I was overtaken by a van. When I say overtaken, I really mean passed within 30cm, at about 50-60mph.
Of course I shouted.
He turns into a pub car park half a mile up the road. I go into the car park. Before I have time to say anything he jumps out of his van (builders van) and does the "10 men walk" towards me. He is effin and blindin incoherently but being extremely provocative with his words. He has two young workmen with him (he's probably in his 40's-relatively athletic. The lads are maybe 18. They look embarrassed). I can hear words like "loads of room/you were shouting at me"/I'll floor you if you want it". Blah blah.
I stay calm, count to 10. I explain (in a reasonably calm voice, albeit I wasn't quiet) assertively that I am the one who knows how close he passed. I then used a few words that I believe bring empathy in these situations. Feely words like "do you know how horrible it feels to be passed like that", "If i go under your wheels, that's it-game over" "i'd really like to see my 7 year old daughter again".
Then, he completely changes. Starts apologising. Sorry I was too close etc.
I rode off at this point.