Every time I've been hit I had at least some kind of warning. So I was focused on trying to turn out of the crash. Obviously the times I've been hit I failed.

The instance that sticks out was being right hooked while riding downhill on a sprinkly day. I banked hard right. As far over as I could. I remember watching the front tire pass a few inches from my front tire. Then my front tire was barely under the body of her car. But I pulled out and the back tire missed my front tire by less than an inch. The relief I felt was short lived tho as I watched the over sized rear bumper sweep right into my tire. Fortunately I was pretty close to the ground at that point. Didn't have far to fall.