Stare Down

I was passing a car that was making a left turn, and a motorist went for the same pass coming within inches of me. I'm one of those cyclists who assumes that every driver is an alcohol-addled madman intent on killing me, so I try to be defensive while biking in the city. But this guy hit the next red light. I pedaled up to his car, it was unavoidable. He'd recklessly endangered my life so he could sit at a stoplight for a few seconds longer than he would have otherwise. I bent down to look in his window as I waited at the same light, and we made eye contact. That was enough for me. I know a guy who snaps photos of everyone who nearly kills him, but I have no interest in getting shot to prove a point.