So I decided to go back out tonight just for the hell of it. Decided to slab it down to a friends in Tukwilla. Cruising along minding my own buisness in the carpool lane just south of Seattle and some drunk clown's in a full size chev truck decide to cut me off. No big, I just roll on the throttle a little and go around them. About a mile or so down the road I see them coming up quick, I change lanes to let them go by and I notice the passenger hanging out the window. I move over one more lane just in time to catch what looked like a 1/2 breaker bar being thrown at me. Hit me in the left foot. I slowed way down to take a look and see if there was anything wrong with me or the bike, this is when I saw the breaker bar sliding across I-5. These fucks start slowing down and moving over to the shoulder where I am stopping. I wanted nothing to do with this situation so I just got back on the throttle hard, they tried following. Now there is no way I am letting two fucks catch me in a full size truck, so I open it up and wait till there is no way these assholes can see me any longer take an exit and go directly to a gas station to calm down. Did not get a plate number, so I knew it would do me no good to call wsp, but where the fuck is a cop when you need one?