I was riding home not 20 mins ago. on the freeway... doing about 60mph east bound close to the start of the HOV lane after first ave.
I look in my right mirror and see this car gaining on me freaking fast!
I think " holy shit, hes in my lane and he's not going to move over "
the only thing I could do to react was grab throttle and horn just as he is within inches from hitting me.
(his front head light was so close I could have reached over and touched with my hand)
I pulled away and started shaking my fist (#@$@ pure freaking rage) horn still on.
I look again he's about 75 yrs old with a glazed look on his face.
he didnt even look at me. then I notice a handicapped sign hanging from his mirror. I look again, yeah... hes glazed over and looked totally medicated. he had no clue about any of it!
my cell phone being dead. I got home and called 911 with his plate #.
holy crap what a freak show riding is.