... I was driving towards the fwy on my way to work. There is a light stop that is inclined upwards towards the light. I was waiting for the light to change behind a very shiny pimped-out something or other with its sound system cranked way up. That driver leaned far to the right and out of sight, looking for something in the glove box or passenger side or something. And then the car started to roll back towards me. I honked and honked till the collision. We got out of our cars, and by then the light had changed and all witnesses were gone.

His first words were (in a very sarcastic voice), "well, somebody's in a hurry this morning!" You may or may not have guessed that I have issues controlling my temper sometimes. In this case, I was completely over the top furious. I explained through gritted teeth that he had rolled backwards into me while he was rummaging around. And that I had honked to get his attention. I don't think that my argument persuaded him as much as the axe-murderer vibe I exuded. We parted with a no-harm-done.