A pickup truck was just bearing down on me. Literally, crossed the double-yellow lines and took my lane facing me head-on. Either drunk or a legitimate attempt to kill me. i'm still shaking. it was close.
A rough transition.
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A rough transition.
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rattled A pickup truck was just bearing down on me. Literally, crossed the double-yellow lines and took my lane facing me head-on. Either drunk or a legitimate attempt to kill me. i'm still shaking. it was close. |
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holy crap!
Day in the life!
!!!
where?!
on 8th st near Monroe.
on 8th st near Monroe. driver hit the brakes after going by me. optimistic view: they realized what nearly happened and were a bit freaked. pessimistic view: they wanted to make a u-turn and try again. I didn't stick around.
yikes.
I don't want to even consider the latter view.
this happened
this happened to me a while back. i was on Clifton heading back into Kirkwood from East Atlanta when a black Monte Carlo with jet black windows (even the windshield looked blacked out) was approaching in the other direction. i could hear the car accelerating quickly and they came over to my lane and were heading right for me - like all the way over to my curb. i was about to bail into a front yard when they swerved back into their lane and kept going - really fast.
not sure what i was more comfortable believing... a drunk a$$hole at 7pm or a homicidal maniac trying to give me a scare (it worked).
Homicidal maniac
Is always a safer assumption. If they are not, you don't really lose much for assuming that they are. If they are, then at least you give yourself a chance to bail.
Does anyone want to go on a date with me?
Lols
I just got that.
I Can Add To This Discussion
Huh: As I think about it (now), this happened to me about a week ago: I was in a sketchier part of Reynoldstown (near the MARTA station I guess you could say) heading toward Elizabeth Street and headed toward the (auto-centric) Edgewood Retail District. All of a sudden, from behind me I hear this car getting all Mario Andretti and coming in my direction (all on a narrow and leafy "in-town" neighborhood street). That motor was being forcibly gunned. Fearing the loss of all that I hold dear, I skirted to the side of the street as far as I could. The A-hole (in some late-model domestic sedan) breezed by me at about 55 mph, either fleeing something (the heat?) or carrying inside some real intent to scare. Perhaps there are some under-educated, low-rent cretins who become enraged at the site of a man on a bike? Not sure... MP
I get honked at in that part
I get honked at in that part of town all the time. Probably the same cock goblin.
when this happens to me
when this happens to me (somebody gunning their engine to pass me on a narrow street), i usually move to the left a little bit. this makes the driver pay more attention, because they can't just buzz past me at 50mph. i find that every time i hug the curb, they give me no room at all. if i move out from the curb a bit, they have to be more careful in passing me, and generally do it slower.
this also gives me a little cushion.. in case they still try to buzz by me, i can move further over to the right.
It Only Makes Me Sad
I just have problems at times breaking down the psychology of these pitiful (and dangerous) gear-gunning types. "What prompts such threatening behavior? What is behind this cycling-directed road rage? Why such naked and inexplicable motor-assisted aggression?" But when I think along these lines it only makes me sad. So I stop. MP
I just figure they are
I just figure they are people living miserable lives who need to try and make others feel bad so that they can believe that their life is not so bad/miserable. At that point I no longer feel anger about it, just pity.
Yeah, I live in the suburbs
Yeah, I live in the suburbs in Gwinnett County and I had a guy in an 18 wheeler who blared his horn, cut in front of me and hugged the curb as closely as possible, untill the wheels were literally rubbing the curb untill rubber was peeling off just because he was behind me for about half a mile trying to get in front of me. I was stuck behind him for about a mile after that and he kept honking at me if I got too close to his rig. I also get people pulling into the marked bicycle lane I ride in on Sugarloaf Parkway all the time.