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Ken C. M.
Guest
Some MV driver just don't understand bicycles. I was on my way home last
night, it was a nice night, little wind, I was tucked in a semi-aero
position on the hybrid, doing about 15mph or so, and all of a sudden I
saw a car to my left, and then turn right in front of me into a
driveway. I had about 10 feet to stop and or change direction before
hitting the side of the car. I did manage to change direction, to the
right, onto the lawn, and stop. I watched the guy for almost a minute
shuffle papers or whatever in his car, then he opened his door and I
rode by and made a comment about his driving skills, he commente back
"Pardon me", I just continued on my way, althought I wanted to tell him
what he did and how it was wrong, but figured he still wouldn't
understand. All he had to do was wait a few extra seconds while I passed
by his driveway. Which he spent shuffling papers in the car anyway. Oh
and of course I had my lights turned on as it was dark out.
Ken
--
A bicycle does get you there and more.... And there is always the thin
edge of danger to keep you alert and comfortably apprehensive. Dogs
become dogs again and snap at your raincoat; potholes become personal.
And getting there is all the fun. ~Bill Emerson, "On Bicycling,"
Saturday Evening Post, 29 July 1967
Homepage: http://www.bikesandmoreonline.com/
night, it was a nice night, little wind, I was tucked in a semi-aero
position on the hybrid, doing about 15mph or so, and all of a sudden I
saw a car to my left, and then turn right in front of me into a
driveway. I had about 10 feet to stop and or change direction before
hitting the side of the car. I did manage to change direction, to the
right, onto the lawn, and stop. I watched the guy for almost a minute
shuffle papers or whatever in his car, then he opened his door and I
rode by and made a comment about his driving skills, he commente back
"Pardon me", I just continued on my way, althought I wanted to tell him
what he did and how it was wrong, but figured he still wouldn't
understand. All he had to do was wait a few extra seconds while I passed
by his driveway. Which he spent shuffling papers in the car anyway. Oh
and of course I had my lights turned on as it was dark out.
Ken
--
A bicycle does get you there and more.... And there is always the thin
edge of danger to keep you alert and comfortably apprehensive. Dogs
become dogs again and snap at your raincoat; potholes become personal.
And getting there is all the fun. ~Bill Emerson, "On Bicycling,"
Saturday Evening Post, 29 July 1967
Homepage: http://www.bikesandmoreonline.com/