Never had a run in while driving my skyline, but when I had my 180sx I had a couple of good ones.
First one was being tailgated on a single lane section of road. Guy was right up my ass, yelling and waving his hands trying to tell me to get out of the way. It was a 60 zone and I was doing a bit above that. Further ahead the road became double lanes and about 50m before then I caught up to the guy in front of me. I chose the right hand lane while the guy in front of me went in to the left. I dropped back so that I was sitting behind the the guy in the left lane, but not leaving enough room for the bogan commodore driver behind me to get past us. He pulled up and started abusing me, typical rubbish telling me to pull over to fight him etc. I grabbed a whole handful of silver coins out of my center console and hurled them at his car, downshifted and planted my foot on the accelerator.
Second occassion was on the freeway with four lanes of traffic. The three lanes on the left hand were going about 90 and I got into the furtherest right lane and was sitting on 110. I looked in my rear view mirror and watched this guy in a Jag come flying up from out of nowhere. He must have been doing over 150 because of how quick he came up behind me. Same stupid thing, honking, flashing his lights, yelling, waving his fists to get me to pull over. I ignored him and sat on 110 for about ten minutes. During that time he must have tried to get past me about half a dozen times, getting into the left lane and trying to get ahead. It never worked for him, he kept getting caught up in the traffic and ending up behind me again. Finally he got beside me and swerved at me a number of times, trying to run me off the road. Then he pulled in front of me and slammed on his brakes. I had already been slowing down to give myself some room from this looney luckily, so I stopped about 4m behind his car. Traffic in the other 3 lanes still going at 90 so I couldnt just switch lanes and take off. Then this guy gets out, some huge islander guy carrying a little metal bat. I was really running out of options as the guy approached me. There was a fairly wide shoulder on my right, enough to get a car down, but that's where this idiot was walking towards my car. I decided stuff it, if it was going to him or me, I'd rather it was him. I put my foot down on the accelerator, started feeding the clutch out and just hoping that he would get out of my way. The guy shit his pants and jumped onto his car to get out of the way as I came screaming past. I lost sight of him in the rear view as he was getting back in his car, never saw him again.