On Friday my Zen like state was abruptly interrupted by a Honda Civic. I was riding back to the dealership after a relaxing lunch, when a young driver ran a traffic light at the intersection I was crossing. By the time I saw him he was bearing down on my left side. Instinctively, I rolled on the throttle and narrowly escaped an impact.
I immediately breathed a sigh of relief then thought about going after the kid, but quickly realized that although yelling at him would make me feel better, it would be a coarse action and of no benefit.
Close calls are the price motorcyclists pay for riding in the breeze and that will always be the case.
2 comments:
Rick,
Glad you were able to evade the 4 wheel menace! Unfortunately today we live in the world of distracted drivers who have radios blaring, texting, calling, GPSing, eating and everything else they do. I have had a few of those occasions myself. Once I did follow someone and gave them what for and the fact of the matters they don't care and then say youbhave road rage. Umm Hello!? Yup I had road rage because you just about nailed me with your car. Cagers!
I really did think about going after the kid, but as you said, it would have been of little benefit. Thanks for the insight!
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