Today in Ft. Lauderdale the weather was great for riding, so when a buddy called and asked me to meet him I could not say no even though I had a lot to do around the house. I don't like to ride on I-595 in the day time because of all the trucks,but I was running late so I went for it. Traffic was bad but moving about 60 so I got in the center lane and wasmoving along when I looked in my mirror and saw a guy in a BMW talking on the phone and right on my butt. I showed him some brake light but he would not back off, I waved my arm in the air like I was saying what the fu#k. He stayed right on my butt. So I put on my blinker and moved to the right lane. He pulled up and got right on the butt of an 18 wheeler while shooting me the bird. Just then I heard an air horn and I thought what now.I looked to my left and there was another 18 wheeler, the trucker looked at me then pointed at the Beemer then to his eyes like he was saying watch this. He pulled right up, a foot behind that BMW and started laying on the horns.The guy was freaked his eyes glued to his rear view, and all he could see was chrome grill. I pulled up next to him and smiled. My exit came up so I waved to the trucker, shot the Beemer the bird and pulled off laughing my butt off. Now Mr.Beemer knows what its like to be tailgated by somthing that could flatten him. I hope he remembers this day the next time he comes up on a bike.