Originally Posted by
AlmostTrick
Sorry! My fault, Homes
I was leaving my quiet neighborhood this morning, not yet a mile from home. It was still dark out and I’m running a bright headlight. I’m slowing for a stop sign at the top of a “T” intersection... cross traffic has no stop. A black limo comes from the left, making a right turn onto my street… he’s going extra wide, and on course to hit me!
I’m about 50 feet from the stop sign, and saw this coming early. I first started ‘waving’ my handlebars (headlight) and yelling hoping to get his attention… and then started moving right. It worked, and he turns tighter. As he does this, something (a cell phone or GPS unit?) flies out his window and crashes onto the ground. I ran it over.
I loudly say Hey! WTF?
He stops and says SORRY, My fault homes! And starts picking up his broken pieces. He then asks if I’m ok, to which I answer “Yeah, but watch it!”
The remainder of the ride was uneventful, as were all the others this year. I love my commute.
Karma's a ***** and elusive - I wish that would happen to all the other people who are screwing around with their phones and not paying attention.
Yesterday on the ride home I had a rider ask if they could draft me. In my decades of riding I don't think I've EVER had someone ask, let alone want to because I'm a small target. Turns out she's a commuter which explains the courtesy! Nice this morning though it's obviously getting progressively darker in the mornings