Driving back from Watermill with my daughter last summer we were behind a convertible at a traffic light.
Light turns green the man driving doesn’t go, so I toot the horn to get him moving.
He speeds off, leans his head all the way back and spits up into the air. His spit ball hits my windshield, simultaneously he slams on his breaks hoping that I rear end his car.
For the rest of the drive back to East Hampton, he would speed up then jam on his breaks.
Sorry about reminding you the light was green