Billy Boone said:A little over a week ago, I was hit on my bike. An old lady never saw me
and hit me. She did not hit me but hit the rear of my bike. I have some
road rash, bumps and bruises but consider myself fortunate to have walked
away from the incident.
I was riding my 2001 (red/white/blue - Postal) Trek 5200 - carbon fiber.
Her insurance requested I take it to a bike shop for assessment.
The bike has some cosmetic damage and the rear wheel is toast. I'm most
concerned about the frame.
Is there anyway to check the integrity of a carbon fiber frame?
What should I be expecting from the insurance company?
BBB
Hi, it must be the week for old ladies. Here is the account I wrote on
Sunday, for About.com bicycling -
Hi, well I was having a very nice ride, taking it kind of easy, just
enjoying the sunny day. I rode just under 26 miles, but I was about a
mile from home, going down a long slight decline. I was traveling at
somewhere between 21-22 mph. This is a two lane road with a parking
lane on both sides. So I was riding in the parking lane, a car goes
by, moves over to the right and it appeared that they were going to
turn right. I moved out into the traffic lane and then I saw the left
directional go on. The car did a U-turn right in front of me! I hit
the rear brake and started skidding, bang, I ran into the left rear
quarter panel. Down I went, landing on my artifical leg, where the
right hip is and I tore up the skin on my right elbow. The car kept
going, for a half a block and parked. She never saw me, even after I
ran into her. She was probably in her 80s. First she denied it, then
she blamed me.
The bike seems ok, it knocked the handlebars and seat both to to the
right, but no scrapes or visible damage to the bike. Because she
blamed me and got [censored] about it, I had someone call the police. She
was issued a warning and the cop told her that she was at fault. Both
her and the old guy at the house she was going to, kept pointing to my
artifical leg and telling the cops that I obviously had problems and
didn't know how to ride. I overheard the one police officer tell them,
that what they were saying was mean, wrong, and that they didn't want
to hear it again.
It has been about three hours and both my hip and arm are starting to
ache. I'll see how I feel in the morning, I have her insurance contact
info.
I'm a little worried about the carbon fiber bars and seat post. They
recommend replacement after an accident. When I loosened and then
retightened the seat post clamp, the clamp split under the bolt. I
wasn't putting much torque on it, so it may have been stressed. I rode
the bike home and it seemed fine. If her insurance is cool about it I
would like to have the bike [& me] checked out.
I was wearing a red helmet and a bright yellow jersey, but, yet, she
never saw me.
There was a witness, but he left, before I got his name. Right after
it happened, I was focusing on the license plate of the car, because,
it kept going. Like I said, it stopped a little ways up the road. She
was heading towards the door of the house, when I started yelling at
her, to stop. She never did show any concern for my well being.
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That was Sunday, I am still sore and pretty bruised up on my right
hip. A couple things I forgot at first was, that she said, how could
I see anything with those dark glasses. They are sunglasses, it was
sunny out. I also remember that, after she made the u-turn, she
hesitated, maybe stopped completely, and then drove ahead. So she knew
something happened.
I tried calling her insurance company. She gave the police the name of
her health insurance, with a phone # that has been changed, four years
ago. Even her own phone # is wrong, it is the old man's #. I found
hers in the phone book, but so far can't reach her. I'd like to get
the bars and post replaced.
And I know, I need to work on my emergency braking. I just grabbed the
rear. I had slowed enough so that the wheel is fine. I'm sure when I
hit, it spun the front forward to the left, as I went down on my right
side. I think the bars and saddle were both twisted by me, not the
ground, if that matters.
Even now, I still believe that -
Life is Good!
Jeff