Okay, two days ago, I'm mowing a lawn at a rented house her in florida. I mow for a property management company. I edged, the got the mower going, I always start on the right side of the driveway and carefully cut in around the house.... well in the driveway is a 03' 04' or 05' Ford Harley Davidson edition f-150. It was 4 feet away from me in the center of the driveway and my chute was pointing away from the truck. As i'm coming back around a good 30 feet from the truck, here's this big black fella, throwing his hands up at me and waving at his truck saying something that I couldn't hear. So I shut the mower down to see what the problem was (I could tell there was a problem because of the frown on his face.) He proceeded to say to me "what the F"ing hell are you doing", You drove past my truck pointing your chute at my truck, You better not have scratched my truck, I told him I did not point my chute at his truck and that it was pointing the opposite direction, he start gettin' up in my grill..."don't lie to me, look at my truck" I took my glasses off and said "look Mr. I didn't point my chute at your truck, the breeze carried some clippings onto it, but i'll blow them off when i'm done." He says "Mr., Hell, If theres a damn scratch on my truck, i'm gonna beat your as$ right now," At this point All I was thinking was, Knees, nuts, throat, eyes. He was a big boy, but I was as ready as I could be. (it was weird, the adrenaline wasn't even flowing.... I was more pissed that he was threatening me over DRY GRASS on his OVERPRICED TRUCK!) Anyway, all he ended up doing was pull it out in the street and telling me to "do what I gotta do". I finished the job and left. Has anyone else ran into a situation like this before? Oh, how I wished I was packing at that moment!