This reminded me of a time was driving around in my old pickup.
There was an asshole tailgating me very close down a 30mph city street. It was a smallish 4 door car, something like a Corsica. I slowed down quite a bit, enough to make it clear I didn't enjoy him riding my ass. Then, at a stop sign, I only paused for a couple seconds before he drove clear around me, other side of the double yellow, and made a right turn in front of me, not really slowing to see if there was traffic despite limited visibility.
I happened to be going the same way and pulled up behind him at a LONG stop light. (oh, the irony.) I felt like being a dick back, so I slowly crept up on him until I tapped his bumper. Four pretty large guys immediately popped out of all four doors looking PISSED. (They were probably drunk too, at 2am sunday morning.) There wasn't anyone behind me, so I just put it in reverse and peeled out backwards for a bit and took off on a side road.
The (anticlimactic) End