Originally Posted by
Brian Ratliff
I almost ran into a cyclist riding the wrong way. That would've hurt. We started doing the chicken dance.
Fortunately, we came to an agreement in time: him in the traffic lane (going the wrong way, I might add) and me hugging the curb.
I've hit one straight on. Broke my wheel, fork, and bent (slightly) the frame. Not much room on the side of the road to miss the ba**ards.
If he's lucky, as he ages, he'll learn