I commuted to work today - probably shouldn't have - not too much rest & recovery going on pushing a 44x15 gearing. But I biked all the same. Only takes me about 40 minutes each way.
So I'm almost at work. I'm coming up to a four-way-stop, a small SUV is just ahead of me slowing down. No indicator lights on, he's stopped and looks like it's going to go straight - doesn't veer to make a turn. I pull up beside it on it's right, made sure the driver would see me. As he starts to take his turn at the four-way-stop, I leave with him, all the while assuming he's going straight.
Out of the blue he makes a hard right hand turn right into me - BANG! He stops immediately and looks around. I get a foot down and prevent myself from falling. My first instinct is to swear profusely at him (I actually only said one naughty word) and I nail his passenger side window with an open left palm - the second BANG.
What pissed me off more than getting hit was that he was sipping his grande moccha latte with skim whipped cream and a dash of nutmeg. F*CK!
The dumb-ass didn't even get out or pull over to see if I was okay. Where's the common courtesy? Unreal.
Tuesday, May 8, 2007
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Stupid fat drivers. Atleast he wasn't drinking Tim Hortons while readin the paper.
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Hey RH - will do just that. CHeers!
Glad all is good with you and the bike....dumb fuckers:)
Peace
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