A close call (apologies to the Hyundia-set)

I was riding my bike to work on Wednesday, as I often do. I take the Greenway to Hiawatha, then 26th to W. River Road and down to the Lake Street Bridge. Over the Lk St Brdg and then Marshall all the way to the place where I work.

On my way in, 30 feet from the intersection of Marshall and Kent, this prick in a maroon Kia Rio passes me within than six inches and then cuts me off. Right at the intersection, this asshole. I pull up next to him at the stop sign where he rests, waiting for passing traffic and I spit into the drivers window onto his cheap suit and ugly face.

"What the hell are you doing?" he yells.

"I'm getting cut off by a limp dick in a cheap Korean hatchback, you fuck." And I rode off.

It was so very satisfying.