I was impressed that the driver of a car in a queue of traffic going the other way this morning, took the trouble to wind down his window and lean out, so he could call me a dickhead.
Now I admit that I was riding a recumbent trike, which might give the neuronically challenged some cause for concern, but what really intrigues me is what he gets from shouting a random and rather un-original insult, that makes it worth bothering.