Last night a car nearly ran me down, should I feel overly grateful it didn’t do it?

Last night I was nearly ran down by a driver. He had the yield sign trying to make a right turn. He was looking left, I guess, I assumed he seen my bright light on my bike and was waiting for me to pass. As I went to pass the traffic broke and he raced pass, in fact, my front tire scraped his passenger door. My natural riding reflex kicked in and I was able to take evasive action before he dumped me or worse. I wasn’t really upset, slightly annoyed, after the fact I was thinking if he was going to hit me he could have at least done it right so I could escape this cracker barrel. Though he missed me and I should be highly grateful, I am not. If it were you, would you be?