A dark grey, lowered, loud 350z pulls up behind me at a light. The left turn arrow comes on. I don’t go. The Z leans on the horn for me. I still don’t go. This is because I and the Z are in the straight lane. -_-
When we ACTUALLY get the green to go, he zooms around me, flips me off, and brake checks me before speeding off down a residential street.
I should have inched forward while he was honking and then quickly stopped and let him hit me.