I got in my first early evening ride tonight with the extra hour of sunshine, on our first 70*F day. It felt wonderful! But unfortunately, all the idiots decided to come out too.
I came close to T-boning a van as I was crossing a busy street with the light on the "walk" signal. A van cuts directly in front of me, inches away. Fortunately I'm going slowly and I hit the brakes just in time. I catch a glimpse of a loose kid inside, unsecured by seat belts. It figures. I yell a few choice unprintable expletives in their windows as they speed off. I'm sure it was important for them to get to the next stop light ten seconds sooner.
Then I'm riding down the path toward home and a family of several adults and children are clustered in the center of the path. I slow down. They allow a toddler to wander out directly in front of my bike, about five feet away from a busy four-lane road filled with rush hour traffic. I yell "Watch your kid!" and I brake to a stop while they gather their wits about them and make up their minds whether they should bother to save their child from imminent death by cyclists or motorists.
Before my nerves were shot by those encounters, I got in a relaxing dozen miles in the lovely warm weather.