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So, we rode after we dove Sunday and I had my second fall in a month. This lady totally ran me off the road....I think she was drunk.
We turned to enter Portlock which would put us at the lighted intersection...I think she saw JB in the center of the traffic lane but not me (was I too far to one side, in her blind *drunk* spot?) Anyway, so she keeps coming over and ran me right off the road over the curb to keep from getting hit by her truck.
Well, she was still stopped at the light so I went over to channel my adrenalin on her and bark a bit...her eyes were all bloodshot and her face was red. She looked like a tough chick that would probably kick my sissy butt at any other time, but I don't think she wanted any problems seeing that she was intoxicated. Plus I am brave when I am with a Marine, so I took the opportunity to mouth off a bit more than normal. She kept saying "thank-you" to everything I said. But I could tell she was really thinking "blank-you" by the look on her face.
It was the end (sundown) of a weekend, happy hour, and that may be not the best time to hit the traffic on a bike. JB says I get too rattled.
I really hate drunks....scum of the earth.
Can't they just sit home and drink?
Oh...and another thing. These people who are walking in the bike lane with the traffic WITH headsets really irk me too. "LEFT!" falls on deaf ears but you only realize that and see the cute little ear buds as you pass between them and the other 24 inches seperatating you from the traffic and realize that if they stepped to the side one foot you could be road kill.
Geez, people, have a little respect for flesh and bones.
Riding is making me very aggro.
We turned to enter Portlock which would put us at the lighted intersection...I think she saw JB in the center of the traffic lane but not me (was I too far to one side, in her blind *drunk* spot?) Anyway, so she keeps coming over and ran me right off the road over the curb to keep from getting hit by her truck.
Well, she was still stopped at the light so I went over to channel my adrenalin on her and bark a bit...her eyes were all bloodshot and her face was red. She looked like a tough chick that would probably kick my sissy butt at any other time, but I don't think she wanted any problems seeing that she was intoxicated. Plus I am brave when I am with a Marine, so I took the opportunity to mouth off a bit more than normal. She kept saying "thank-you" to everything I said. But I could tell she was really thinking "blank-you" by the look on her face.
It was the end (sundown) of a weekend, happy hour, and that may be not the best time to hit the traffic on a bike. JB says I get too rattled.
I really hate drunks....scum of the earth.
Can't they just sit home and drink?
Oh...and another thing. These people who are walking in the bike lane with the traffic WITH headsets really irk me too. "LEFT!" falls on deaf ears but you only realize that and see the cute little ear buds as you pass between them and the other 24 inches seperatating you from the traffic and realize that if they stepped to the side one foot you could be road kill.
Geez, people, have a little respect for flesh and bones.
Riding is making me very aggro.