So I'm riding home this morning and Mr blue WRX is approaching
from a side street on the left, he slows down and short of making
eye contact appears to take a good look down the road past me.
I alway assume that someone entering from a side street hasn't
seen me and I make sure I have enough braking room. And I did
the same this morning, started slowing but thought, nah, he's
seen me, so I get off the brakes. Then he pulls out. Straight into
the middle of the three lanes!
I brake as hard as I can but rather than t-bone him I turn right.
I still have no idea why I did this. It could have been a very bad
move if there had been cars behind me. I manage to avoid him
enough to only bounce of the side of his car with my left shoulder
and elbow. Somehow I stayed upright but ended up in the 3rd lane.
[censored] wad is beside me with this blank look on his face and I'm
swearing loud enough to wake the dead. He takes off and I take
off after him. A futile effort of course and I'm [censored] that I didn't
have the presence of mind to get his rego. Fscker!
Moral of the story - please don't get complaisant folks.
Shaken,
Mick