I've been knocked off of my bicycle by cars three times over the years. Once by a city bus when I was quite young, and twice in college by different (but very similar) minivans driven by distracted moms talking on cellphones.
All of these were minor incidents that resulted in a few scrapes. And so was last night's fourth bicycle vs. car event. The only difference here is that instead of minivans or buses, I was bumped off the road by a canary yellow Porsche with tinted windows. And instead of the driver stopping to see what happened, I pulled myself off the ground as the finely tuned German engineering accelerated down the street.
2 comments:
Hooey, that's harsh! My only bike knock-down was done by my dog in Micronesia. I ended up laying in the middle of the road with her licking my face. Glad you're okay.
It's really nice to be done worrying about dogs. The biggest concern here is a stray cat wandering out into the road.
I'm fine, just a little shaken up.
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