I'm cruising around with my friend in his M3 convertible. We're dropping his newphew off at karate. I really don't recall how it started, but some hick in an Explorer gets out after my friend honked at him. We're in gridlock traffic, rush hour. I go around to get a bat out of the trunk, meanwhile this guy is coming up to the drivers door. My friend calmly says " Shut up and get the fuck back in your truck, I have my nephew with me" and point to his newphew sitting quietly in the back seat. By the time I open the trunk to get the bat ( just in case) the guy walks back to his truck. Although it may have seemed like I was ready to kick ass, I really don't know what I would've done. My legs were also shaking. The guy in the Explorer was a body builder or something. Scary experience. I feel for you man. Take it easy and try to calm down.