Amazing how fast fear will cause a gas pedal to go down.
I once got myself involved in a mess at the hill. I got roosted by an azzhat because i yelled at him while we were coming down the hill after he cut about 5 of us off while racing. He came up to me pulled in front of my quad and let her rip.
I waited just long enough to watch where he went to join his friends(about 20 of them) took a deep breath and went over to their group, had a quick conversation and cracked the throttle full blast on the banshee, then i made the fastest run up and over the dunes and back to camp where I pretty much stayed the rest of the weekend. Word got around the hill that the "gang" was looking for me to kill me. I decided that the camp was a safer place than the hill with just a couple of buddies or by myself. I look back on it now and well I don't regret a thing the guy was a complete azzhat flying another countries flag and well I just don't feel bad about it. it's not my nature to be an azz it just sometimes happens! All it takes is hittng the right buttons and it's on. No apoligies for it, it's just me.
Terry