Many many years ago when I was about thirty I had a VW beetle, it was all hot rodded out, big motor, running Hoosier 12' tires and Michilin 135's up front, lowered and all, a way bichin VW. Anyhow, I cut a guy off, something I couldn't help, as I remember. I think it was an on ramp or a turn or something, I don't rightly recall now, but he was pissed. He kept waving me over once he caught up with me so I pulled over ahead of him, and him a few car lengths behind me. He jumped out and walked up to my door, and I said I hadn't saw him or was sorry or some such, but was saying 'I'm sorry Dude' I'm sorry, I'm sorry, several times and it was an accident. Thing was this guy was about 5'9" or so and came walking up thinking me a small guy. My VW had lowered seats, so I sat quite low in it, but I was 6'2" and buffed, being a Block Mason, I was a big dude, big guns (Biceps) powerful muscled chest, but you couldn't see any of this driving past and casually looking from another car. Well anyway he had intended to run up and drag me out and pound on me I believe, but when he did come up and actually could look down into the seat and see me a Pro Wrestler type, he quickly changed his tune, yet I still profusely apologized, I had after all been in the wrong. Looking at me with the realization I could fold him in half with one hand, he changed his tune, finally saying 'don't do it again' and walked back to his truck and sped off. It was kind of funny really, but the good guy I was, I just apologized and let him vent till he was satisfied.......... or scared of what he had come up upon mistakenly. Never saw him again. But He had every reason to be pissed, I did do the wrong, and was honestly sorry...... lol...