My most recent pucker moment came riding down a busy 4 lane city street with fairly heavy traffic. Had a median on my left, traffic on all 3 other sides, and the 400 lb woman next to me in her cage was too busy trying to lick the melted chocolate off the Reese's peanut butter cup wrapper to pay attention to lil ole me next to her. She kept drifting into my lane which had me riding as close to the median as I possibly could honking trying to get her attention. She nearly rear ended the car in front of her at the red light (nose deep in the melted chocolate as she was) and at the stop my irritation got the better of my judgement and I kicked a nice sized dent in her driver's door w/ my steel toes. That was the first time she looked at me, right as I was gassing it and leaving her behind to wonder.... All that happened in a matter of seconds, and I was fairly sure I would be explaining myself to Johnny Law at some point, but he never came knocking.