So, I'm out on a 6 hour ride on Labour Day with the wife on the back. Just me & her, no other bikes, and we're on our way back home. Doing 70 mph on a 2 lane black top. No one in front of me, & 1 cage behind. Gravel on my right side, then a ditch, then trees. The oncomming traffic is approaching, and the 2nd cage in the oncomming line pulls out to pass the 1st cage. Now he's in my lane, and I'm saying to myself "Buddy, pull back in, 'cause you're not going to make it". He's comming at me fast and I figure that there are 3 possible outcomes: 1) He hits me head-on; 2) I pull onto the gravel, lose control, hit the ditch & then slam into a tree after flying through the air; or 3) He pulls back in and everything's fine. So I clutch and break slowly so as not to lock it up, and I pull to...the left, towards the yellow line. I figure it's my safest bet, 'cause hopefully he'll pass my on my right (I'll pass between the 2 cars). He does exactly what I wanted him to. He passes me on my right side and hits the gravel. He starts to fish tail, and as I pass him, I look in the mirror and see a huge cloud of dust. The cage behind me also made it through without getting hit. I think he went into the ditch. Probably some young punk driving like a jerk trying to impress his girl. And interestingly enough, 14 people died this Labour Day weekend in traffic related accidents here. Thankfully me & the wife wern't 15 & 16. But, I'm sure someone out there will say I should have done something different. Oh, and no, I didn't stop to see if the guy was ok. I probably would have dragged him out and beat him for almost killing us.