tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15336507.post854932797054912968..comments2023-06-10T04:47:58.319-08:00Comments on Bicycles and Icicles: Trucked upTimhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13230350513417318151noreply@blogger.comBlogger6125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15336507.post-15771590072298303422011-12-03T12:47:26.105-09:002011-12-03T12:47:26.105-09:00Unreal! Yes - that could have killed you! You have...Unreal! Yes - that could have killed you! You have every right to be angry and dramatic!<br />I've had similar things happen but perhaps not quite to this extent. I often get the right turner on a red, coming in to the intersection perpendicular to my green (right of way) who simply does not stop for the red at all. I think they assume that I am a bike and going slowly and that they can beat me if they don't stop. It's been close a couple of times.Wilsonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15394464208622993678noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15336507.post-60704717858799641222011-12-01T14:36:40.284-09:002011-12-01T14:36:40.284-09:00I forgot you had a new bike. If I lend you my Pugs...I forgot you had a new bike. If I lend you my Pugs, maybe you could search for a replay on that situation and I'll upgrade to a Fatback.Debbiehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13337293870835088271noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15336507.post-65935485526198344692011-12-01T01:05:58.946-09:002011-12-01T01:05:58.946-09:00at least I wavedat least I wavedLeohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09160548881366841135noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15336507.post-82770499233258771862011-11-30T20:48:41.463-09:002011-11-30T20:48:41.463-09:00Deb, you are insane if you think I'd throw my ...Deb, you are insane if you think I'd throw my beloved, eight-month-old Fatback under the wheels of a truck. Besides, it would probably just result in a crushed bike, a hit-and-run trucker getting away, and me much poorer and depressed.Timhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13230350513417318151noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15336507.post-47917340164199839182011-11-30T17:39:53.809-09:002011-11-30T17:39:53.809-09:00Another plan would have been to abandon your bike ...Another plan would have been to abandon your bike and let the truck run it over. Get a free new bike, get the driver in trouble and raise awareness while saving your skin.Debbiehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13337293870835088271noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15336507.post-3888597154839621722011-11-29T23:42:25.975-09:002011-11-29T23:42:25.975-09:00Dude, glad that you saw it coming, and that you...Dude, glad that you saw it coming, and that you're alright. Double trailers are scary enough, triples in the city are some straight up BS.<br /><br />Right turning motorists can suck my nuts (disclaimer: I am frequently a motorist, and do make right turns). At that same intersection, many years back, I was crossing Tudor on the northbound side of C St, moving against traffic, and I got cut off by a right turner moving onto eastbound Tudor. No biggie, I saw it coming; it happens all the fucking time, after all.<br /><br />So I did a momentary track stand (momentary track stands are all that I'm capable of), and watched to see if she would even see me. As she made her turn, she eventually swiveled her head around and caught sight of my headlight; so she slammed on her brakes (again, I wasn't moving), looked over her shoulder at the crosswalk light, saw that it was a flashing red hand, and waggled her motherfucking finger at me as though it was my fault that she a) didn't understand how crosswalks worked (I entered the 'walk as soon as the light turned), and b) wasn't watching where she was going.<br /><br />Further down the road where I frequently cross, at C St and International, I'd say that I get cut off by right turners gunning it at the light change about a quarter of the time. I am a motorist. All of my friends, family, and assorted loved ones are motorists. But sometimes, seriously, fuck motorists.Griddlehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09514885093239979941noreply@blogger.com