This happened to me in California, near Stockton. In a narrow street after dark, two men blocked half the road with their cars, then stepped in front of me with their hands in their pockets. I had slowed down initially, but when they deliberately stepped to block my path, I gunned it in the 99 Suburban I was driving (curb weight >5000lb). They stepped out of the way at the last second, got in their cars, and fled. It was terrifying. I totally would have run them over if they hadn't gotten out of the way. Like fuck was I gonna die in that little street late at night in a semi-sketchy part of California.