Driving home last night I was approaching the right turn to my street and there was both a car flying up behind me, and a speedo-cyclist zipping along near the curb fast enough such that by the time I was slowing down to make the turn, I couldn't judge whether I had enough time to make the turn safely before he crossed the intersection. So I slowed to a stop to wait until he cleared.
The tailgating BMW convertible driver had to jam on his brakes to avoid hitting me, then roared around to the left while flipping the bird. The cyclist passed about two seconds later and he looks and me and shouts "What the hell are you doing? Fuck you asshole! FUCK YOU."
Felt kind of like a no-win situation, there. I guess next time I should just try to avoid turning where I need to to get home if it's an inconvenience to anybody. Stay classy, Massachusetts...