I love the freedom of bicycling, but I hate dealing with people driving cars. I sort of understand why the more militant bicyclists call them "cagers." As I remember angrily explaining to a motorist who thought nothing of fishtailing into my lane after barely passing me (I was biking in the shoulder between the white line and edge of the asphalt), "if I make a mistake, I get killed, if you make a mistake, I get killed."