On one of my routes to work, I travel the wrong way up a one way street for about 350 yards to avoid a half mile detour. When I get to the end, there obviously is not a light facing in my direction, so I have to guage the cross lights and the opposing light to go straight. As if thats not dumb enough...

One morning one of the few commuters I see in my travels is coming from the right. He is approching the light. In my mind, he's going right and we will be traveling together. In his mind, he's going straight. I found my spot in the auto traffic and went to cross and almost t-boned the bike.

How could I possibly have ignored the fact that a bicycle is traffic? Duh!

The funny end to the story is; after my appologies and embaresment, as I was riding away he yells to me; "I like your light." Refering to my DiNotte 400L rear light. I guess I was forgiven.