I think, Ian, you'd made a mistake even talking to them. Their driving had already demonstrated that they were running on half of one brain cell; and that was busy reading the Daily Mail.
I wouldn't normally, but as it seemed I was turning the corner with him whether I wanted to or not. Had I been angry I would have let it go, like I say, yelling at motorists is a highway to nowhere. Even after the discussion I pretty much wrote it off as one of those things. It's only thinking about it later, reading the threads in here, that it became more than a little chilling. He wasn't just mouthing off, he was willing to run me over. He couldn't have known I wouldn't go straight on. And after that, given what he said and the way he said it, he genuinely seemed to want to hurt someone.
There's no other context in my life where I meet people who even express a wish to hurt or kill anyone.
I suppose also there's the grim realisation that if he had hit me there's 101 ready excuses along the lines 'he didn't see me' or 'I came from nowhere' and despite the clear intent of his act, he'd probably not a get a legal slap for injuring or killing me.
And then, there's the frustration of knowing that this person is out there with those ideas in his head and a willingness to follow through, and there being nothing I can really do. I may write to the PCO/TfL but it seems a tad useless. Taxi driver behaves like a dick, film at eleven.