Originally Posted by
xtrajack
I was riding along, hearing a slight noise, looking down to see if I could see what was causing the noise. Next thing I knew I was going over the handlebars. I remember thinking as I was going over the bars--"I just got doored." I policed myself up, all set to go off on someone for dooring me. Sheepishly, I noticed that there was no one else on this quiet, residential, street except for myself and this white car.
That kind of reminded me that once I nearly slammed into a double-parked UPS truck. I was going pretty fast on a nice day, signaled my intention to change the lane to pass the truck but the asshat behind me in the next lane accelerated and wouldn't let me pass. I had to hit my brakes hard and I eventually changed the lane but cleared the truck by inches. I caught up with the ****head at the light and told him what I think about low lifeforms such as him and rats. He just looked at me. I guess, it didn't occur to him that I could catch up with him or he just was totally oblivious to what has happened. I think that was the closest ever I was to an accident.