So after a beautiful bicycle ride on the new bay trail and coming back uphill on Myrtle Avenue during a beautiful sunset; I got rolled coal by this black Chevy silverado from the late 1990s, maybe 1999 and obviously with lifted big tires. I got extremely furious not becuase necessarily the roll coal but he crossed into the bike line to do that. I rode my so hard trying to at least get glimpse of his license plate, I actually reached a mixmuim speed of 25 mph going up hill and I got an average 20.1 mph beating my Personal Record on that segment. I was so furious because I recently lost a friend to a bike accident. I am glad I actually didn't get to him (I was hoping the red light near PG&E) will stop him, because I wasn't thinking right. I wasn't angry because I was afraid for my life, I was angry why will he do that for no reason (probably thinking it is funny) . To my fellow cyclists and my fellow Human beings be careful out there. To the A*sshole, I hope to see you again.