Two Close Calls

1. Going east on 12th Ave, between 5th St and 4th St SW, in the right lane. Usually there are cars parked besides the health centre. A guy riding solo in a big, shiny SUV passes me ON THE RIGHT. Then immediately has to stop at the red light. I pull up on his driver's side and start giving him a piece of my mind. The piece that holds all the swear words. Not proud of that, but it is tough to stay calm when you just got near missed by a few tonnes of car. Didn't get a license or anything either
2. Then I was going south on 2nd St SW, and traffic was backed up so I was passing on the right. Still distracted from my previous close call, I didn't notice a car turning left through a gap left by a big work truck. Was closer to being T-boned than I'd like.
3. Anyway, rode really, really cautiously the rest of the way home.