One time, driving in a 11 m/h zone, I had a spandex biker turn a corner, and come up behind me. I was probably doing 13-14m/h.
You know how they follow each other so closely their tires might touch? Well this guy was that close to my bumper. We came to a stop sign to turn left, and he passed me on the right without stopping, nearly getting creamed by a car coming from the left.
We caught up to him, and told him what we thought of his antics. He caught up to us at the next stop light where around 15 of his spandex buddies were waiting. The next thing you know, that are yelling at us, for giving him a hard time.
Share the road? Oh, sure!
Yup, sounds familiar.