Here's a story from earlier this evening that I want to share, as noone is around the house right now to share it with... it's the only time this sort of crap has happened to me. Be kind EB. If it's tl;dr just move on

SO I was driving back from dropping some dry cleaning off near where I live... I came back on a road I don't usually take and it's got an intersection with stop signs for one of the roads but not the more major one. I stop at the sign, and I have to turn left... but I can't see shit over there! It's uphill, there's a raised lawn, a crosswalk to stop behind AND cars parked in the way. I'm sitting here thinking, man this is kinda dangerous but I gotta go some time, so I wait for the traffic that I can see to pass, then I edge out, see a car coming and speed up to get out of the way. The limit isn't very high on the road anyway so I figured I could just zip out of the way. It's not like you have time to think.
So this shirtless 20-30 year old white ude (bro?) in an old SUV swerves a bit to avoid, in my direction (I guess he thought I was going to stop instead of go to get out of the way). He doesn't get close to hitting me or anything but he yells at me, "what the fuck are you doing taco" or something like that. I know the term taco was used, it's not really a pejorative I've heard used seriously much since middle school. I'd have gone with asshole myself.
So anyway, I raise an open palm and make conciliatory gestures, grimace, and drive away... But hey guess what, apparently he turned around real quick (I bet that was safe) and followed me. He yells at me to pull over, so I speed off to a side street, hoping that I'll be able to stop next to the nearby police station, but I don't get there before he stops next to me at a stop sign and starts yelling. "Why the fuck did you turn in front of me?!" "I couldn't see! I'm sorry!" I yell out my window and again I raise my palms to the guy in a sign of submission to his mighty rage. "What do you mean you couldn't see?! I should pull you outta your car and beat your ass!" "I'm sorry! I really am!"
And I make more submissive body language, lowering my head and raising my hands. He drives off in front of me (again, real safe!) and I'm like... yikes.
I don't live too far from where it happened and I drive a pretty distinctive car, but I guess if the guy wanted to fuck me or my car up, he had his chance. And he didn't follow me home or anything. Still scarier than average shit, people get shot like that :'(
I'm already a fairly conservative driver, I guess I'll get even more conservative now for fear of more road raging maniacs. I'll also remember that saying your sorry and acting like a puss is useful... though I may have been less likely to do so if I didn't screw up a bit.
We all make mistakes :'(