jared3377
Member
Hey All,
The other night I came to a stop sign, stopped, and continued on when I saw a car coming up a hill out of nowhere...
I hit the brakes, and they hit their brakes (screeching because they were going WAY over the speed limit of 30 mpg) and missed injury and possible death by probably *literally* a couple of seconds.
Well, the impact could've been much, much worse, but the car hit my front tire and still skidded another 3/4 of a car-length before it stopped (the trunk was in front of me by the time it was over).
The passenger then frantically hopped out to ask me if I was hurt. Still in shock, I looked down at my front wheel to see it bent around 45 degrees to the handlebars (rim was not physically bent, luckily). The passenger started saying something like, "I'm so sorry--I was just teaching my sister to drive. I just told her coming up the hill that she was going too fast!!!" I talked to them for a couple of minutes, saying that I was physically OK, but they had scared the heck out of me and to be more careful (especially since she was a new/illegal driver).
Once they left I straightened out my wheel by putting it between my legs and squaring the handlebars to it, but I was still VERY shaken, since I figured that I'd almost got seriously injured or even gone on to the afterlife...
Well, I guess now it's all over, but the moral to the story is that it gave me a new sense of what could actually happen to us out there, how blind cagers are to us, and how much I want to tell my fellow MBers to be careful...
Peace all and be careful,
Jared
The other night I came to a stop sign, stopped, and continued on when I saw a car coming up a hill out of nowhere...

I hit the brakes, and they hit their brakes (screeching because they were going WAY over the speed limit of 30 mpg) and missed injury and possible death by probably *literally* a couple of seconds.

Well, the impact could've been much, much worse, but the car hit my front tire and still skidded another 3/4 of a car-length before it stopped (the trunk was in front of me by the time it was over).
The passenger then frantically hopped out to ask me if I was hurt. Still in shock, I looked down at my front wheel to see it bent around 45 degrees to the handlebars (rim was not physically bent, luckily). The passenger started saying something like, "I'm so sorry--I was just teaching my sister to drive. I just told her coming up the hill that she was going too fast!!!" I talked to them for a couple of minutes, saying that I was physically OK, but they had scared the heck out of me and to be more careful (especially since she was a new/illegal driver).
Once they left I straightened out my wheel by putting it between my legs and squaring the handlebars to it, but I was still VERY shaken, since I figured that I'd almost got seriously injured or even gone on to the afterlife...
Well, I guess now it's all over, but the moral to the story is that it gave me a new sense of what could actually happen to us out there, how blind cagers are to us, and how much I want to tell my fellow MBers to be careful...
Peace all and be careful,
Jared
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