I'm running on the dirt side of bike lane, facing traffic. See ahead a sprint van covering 1/2 bike lane, speed limit is 55. He makes a few weaves but gets back in his lane. I have both arms out as he passes
About a minute later I hear a voice. Person on the other side of street. He turned around to apologize. I told him he was better than most for doing that
In my O2-deprived mind I laughed out loud a bit later with the image of myself moving closer to him to hear, and a semi on my side of the road wiping me off the pavement