I had my first crash of 2005 yesterday. I was pulling up to a red light to the right of traffic, at maybe 25 km/hr past to the right of a line of stationary cars. Just as I'm about to pass this Lexus SUV, the back seat passenger throws his door open in my path. I was pretty much boxed in, so I just kind of threw my body away from the opening door. My drop bars hooked the edge of the door, and my left shoulder caught it, and hyperexteded the door. I managed to keep my head, and the rest of my body away from the door, so I wasn't really hurt. Remarkably, my bike only suffered a torn brake lever cover, and a slight twitch to the front wheel.
True to form, the SUV driver was a total prick. The first words out of his mouth, with me sprawled on the pavement, are: "That's what you get for passing on the right". Then he shoots his mouth off at me some more, and manages to tell me how he's gone through this before (!) with another cyclist-all with an arrogance and distain that surprise even me. I was in mild shock, and I didn't want to let him bait me-so I kept my mouth shut. Finally, he walks around to the passenger side of the car, and notices the damage to his vehicle. Creased sheetmetal near the door hinges, and the door would not close properly. At this point, the driver has a complete change of attitude. He asks me if I'm OK (how touching) and tells me he would like to exchange information with me. He can barely contain his enthusiasm as he attempts to find witnesses. I told him that I was not particularly interested in aiding him with his insurance claim, and left. I'm pretty sure the guy was going to sue me for damages. Probably would have won too.