I tend to think that so many cars were passing him that maybe it hurt his pride a bit. I just happened to be the straw that broke the camel's back. And I'm sure screaming past him sounding like a sportbike didn't help. He was one of those stereotypical old army/marine guys (was wearing some kind of veteran's hat) who used to be completely tough and probably kicked some ass in his day- reminded me of my grandfather. But what the hell? I felt bad for who I assume was his granddaughter. She was in the passenger seat and looked completely freaked out and embarrassed. Imagine your grandfather taking you on a car chase (god knows what he was screaming while he was chasing me), then jumping out to fight at a crowded intersection. I'm still really surprised he caught up- I was going pretty damn fast at one point. That poor girl must have been mortified...what a complete lunatic. I'll have to think twice about passing from now on- even when it's legal and justified.
As far as calling the cops on HIM...I sat there the whole night expecting them to come for ME.
Hi. Yes, we're here because some innocent old decorated war veteran said you tried to run him and his young honor student granddaughter off the road and fight him......or whatever interesting story he could concoct.