I think I experienced an attempted vehicular homicide on Sunday. Was just cruising around on Sunday evening. Was going through a small town, out in the middle of nowhere, just to enjoy the weather. I don't remember exactly what small town** ( it was on a state route and has a few stop lights). Anyhow, I was slowing down for the stop light as a guy runs across the street and hops in his car. As I'm setting at the red light I watch him in my mirrors speedily pull out, do a u-turn, and subsequently pull beside me. I thought he was turning right, but nope. The light turned green, and I just did my Sunday cruise acceleration that could easily be matched by the lamest of cages. I was just relaxing, taking in the scenery. Out of my right side peripheral vision I noticed an early 90s 2-door race car* running beside me. I slow down to let him by (and have to shift into 1st to prevent lugging), and he slows down right beside me. (he was right next to me, definitely within door-kicking range.) Then I was like, what the hell? Well, eventually I'm going 20mph in a 35 trying to let him by, but he decides to wave me ahead. So, I just went on, and he was like riding my ass, so as I get out of town I quickly pass a few Sunday (45mph in a 55mph) drivers. I thought I was home free, but nope. This guy passes all of us at like 80 mph. It sounded like the car was really screaming! Anyhow I was like damn, this guy must be in a hurry after all. I thought maybe I was safe because he was flying way ahead of me, until there was an intersection up ahead. He cuts the corner passing a minivan on the inside (he used the corner restaurant's parking lot as the passing lane) while turning right at this intersection. Gravel debris flew everywhere! [i actually thought that he crashed because of all the dust and such.] A few seconds later I realize that he was out for blood, because he did a u-turn and is now waiting at the right side of the intersection that I'm about to go through. I was planning on going straight, but I didn't want to give him the opportunity to cut me off. I was lucky I did this! As I was approaching the intersection, I quick brake (I think he thought I was going to go through), and take a right through the restaurant parking lot, so that I could stay away from his car. And immediately, he peels out (while appearing to yell and point at me), crosses the intersection, and attempts another u-turn in order to follow me. By this time I realize that this guy is not going to be happy until he crashes me. So, I look back and see him coming my way, and I just go. Got out of sight (passing 5-6 cars in the process), and then took the first left I could find. I figure he probably never thought I'd take a gravely country road that leads to nowhere, but I looked back just to check. I'm worried that this guy is insane! And he probably doesn't have a clue what kind of bike I have. So, I'm worried that if another guy goes through this town on a black sport bike, and is wearing similar gear, it may be trouble. * A little side note about this car: It had everything: racing slicks (actually just normal tires with the tread missing), lightweight wheels (black painted steel with the cheap hubcaps missing {to reduce weight I assume}), and of course a baby blue color with patches of bright gray (obviously from going so fast in the hot sun). Everything else seemed stock, but obviously there's been a lot of work under the hood. ** Looked on Google Earth and the town is St. Paris, OH. The intersection that he cut was the 36/235.