Oh yeah. I'm not nervous around bike riders, but I know what you mean. A lot of dedicated bike lanes here. I respect them, and am very aware (as it seems some drivers aren't, that I'm driving something that weighs more than a ton, and they are just a fragile human. But Jesus bud, you have a responsibility too.
Bikes are supposed to obey all the rules of the road. But I consistently see them blow through stop signs without a glance left or right. On a street perpendicular to mine, that runs for a little more than a mile, a very wide protected bike lane was put in a few years ago on the West side of the street. It's just about as wide as a car lane. My street is about 1/2 a mile down that road. Plenty of room for 2 way traffic of bikes. However, sometimes an adult (it's never a kid, they know better) insist on not using it, and instead use the car lane, where they have to drive right down the middle since it's more narrow.
Some older guy wearing his Lance Armstrong wanna be outfit was puttering along that car lane a few months ago, near at the start of the bike lane, but with ample time to have gone over to it. As I was passing him, I had put down my passenger window, slowed down and said "Excuse me. There's a bike lane there, (pointing) it's for your safety." I was really being polite. I wanted to give him the benefit of the doubt that somehow he didn't see it.
Well he went into a rant, yelling that he was using the car lane because he was going to make a right hand turn, and if he used the bike lane "no one would let him cross over" when he had to turn. Bull. Then he shot ahead to get in front of me, and forced me to drive behind him (cars coming the other way) for the half mile to my street. Oh, passing 2 other right hand turns along the way. At my street there is a 4 way stop, and is where I make a right turn. He turned onto my street, then I turned. My house is 6 houses down, so he remained in front of me. As I was pulling into my driveway, He stopped and accussed me of "stalking him"
Once on the same street, a group of Sunday bikers, at least a dozen of them, created their own parade in the car lane, right next to the equally wide bike lane. When someone yelled to them to get into the bike lane, one of them yelled back "We don't want to!"
Yeah, I'm going to use that line next time I want to drive through a school yard or in front of an ambulance. When questioned by the police, I'll say "I didn't want to"
Another weird thing that makes me uneasy....registering my car every year. I know, I can't figure that one out. For some reason I feel like I'm not going to send in all the stuff I have to. I think I would need to be hypnotized to figure that one out. Don't go into a panic, just uneasy.
Maybe in a previous life I drove an unregistered duesenberg.