It's cuz of my ass - isn't it

Commuter files report #1:

Arizona has a law that requires vehicles to pass a bicycle with at least 3feet of space between their machine and your cycle. I'm also pretty sure that the rules to commom sense has a similar law. Yet for some reason, on any given day, some dumbass suffers from the drift. Those who ride have seen it all too often: the car drifts ever so slowly into your 3 foot comfort zone - "um, hi dumbass, I can touch your car with my foot - you're too close!" My worst drift experience was in Santa Cruz - no joke my arm was resting against said dumbasses door window - my f*&king arm - thanks mtbing for the bike handling skills! Did he/she stop, apologize or even acknowledge my existance - NO! I chased them down to no avail - of course they made the yellow light and gone from sight.

So it happened today again, except I'm pulling Dads Mini Van - really you can't see a bike as long as your funked up car? They too saved themselves from my wrath by virtue of a yellow light - punks! If only life had a video game mode - I'd go Lou Ferrigno on their arse.

Anyway, the only logical reason I can come up with for these drifters is this: it's cuz of my ass, isn't it? My ass looks so good cuz I ride that you're suck into it's vortex!