I was reading Danny V's post on bike flags and there was mention of staying alive. It really got me thinking about how many close calls I've had with bad drivers and, admittedly, my errors on the road and I ask myself how is it that I'm still alive. There's just been so many near misses over the years that should have at least bruised me a bit.
I was riding with my usual riding partner a while back and I saw him dodge a car door by what looked like inches. The vehicle door was on the left side of us where it's completely unexpected. We were sitting down later on over a beer and trying to figure out what exactly caused him to reflex that quickly. I feel like I have dozens of other near misses like that. I still can't really figure it out.
I'm not much of a church goer but maybe I should be. Anyone else out there have so many close calls that they are left in total wonder as to why they're still alive right now?