Once. When I was probably about 12. Right turn on red was still a new thing. I was riding the sidewalk, got up to a traffic light, rode across in the crosswalk with the green, and a guy making the right on red clipped the back of my bike and bent my rim. He looked at me after hitting me, then just kept going.
Jerk.
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I stop for people / whose right of way I honor / but not for no one.
Originally Posted by
bragi 
"However, it's never a good idea to overgeneralize."