Almost got creamed today.
This evening, as I was coming out of the Capitol Complex at the Washington/Greenbrier gate, I had a green light. When I was about halfway across the street, a truck bearing the logo of a certain well-established local business came flying up Washington and into a left-turn--right into my path. He came THAT close to hitting me.
Scared? You betcha. But even more, I was ANGRY. No, I was FURIOUS. That driver should thank his lucky stars that he was encased in a steel cage and was powered by multiple horsepower, because if I could have gotten my hands on him I wou...ld have pounded the living *#$% out of him!
The business whose truck he was driving is one I ride past most days on the way home. I used my adrenaline to pedal like Lance leading the peloton, and got there before they closed. I went inside and asked to speak to the manager. Although I was still upset, I didn't rant, I didn't rave, I didn't scream, I didn't swear. I just very calmly and quietly told him what had happened, and where, and when, and asked him to have a word with the driver.
I'm sorry if this means he'll loose his job just before Christmas, but he should have thought of that before he drove his employer's truck like a maniac.
I have had close calls before and read about them on this forum and others. They help to keep me focused on riding and staying aware of my surroundings. Tis the Christmas season and most everyone (especially delivery drivers) are riding around in a hurried pace without much regard for others.
Glad you weren't hurt.
Better that the drivers' Christmas gets ruined, than your familys'.
2 Fat 2 Furious
Exactly. Better the driver gives his family the news he got fired than a policeman gives your family the news you were spread across the highway by a truck.
Originally Posted by gear
Jeff, I used to live in Charlotte. Meyers Park, IVth Ward, and Plaza Midwood.