I took advantage of a beautiful, sunny and relatively balmy [-1C] morning to go for a 75 km ride today. On my way back along Lakeshore road, just past Pointe Claire village, I saw a guy standing dazed on the North side of the road [the other side] with his bike on the ground. He had been hit by a car -- a very large black SUV that had passed me [going in the other direction] moments earlier.
I stopped to help the cyclist. He was uninjured except for a tear in his heaviweight jersey and a scrape on his elbow. His bike -- a recent model Stumpjumper -- seemed to be okay, but the front wheel seemed slightly taco'ed. I didn't have my cell phone on me, so after checking that he was okay, I turned around and sped off to the village to call 911 from a phone booth. I then returned and stayed with Alain until I saw the cops coming.
Now, this is the stupid part: The SUV that hit Alain had backed out of a riveway perpendicular to the road ["it jumped" was how he described it]. After hitting him, the driver swerved the SUV's rear to avoid hitting Alain as he lay on the ground, executed a two-point into Lakeshore road and drove off. In that time Alain was able to get the make and license number of the SUV. What makes this particularly stupid is that he also knows where, in all probability, the driver lives.
How stupid can this driver be?