| Re: My Close Call 2007 (1)
Kristian M Zoerhoff wrote:
> When/where: Today, about 13:15, Willow Ln just east of IL 31 in West Dundee,
> IL, heading eastbound (42.091121N, 88.290532W).
>
> Me: Street clothes, red Champion lightweight shell jacket. 22 in a 25, middle
> of the lane. Sunny.
>
> What: Small, silver sedan coming out of a side street (new, so not in Google
> Maps yet), makes eye contact with me, then proceeds to roll right through his
> stop sign anyway, coming to within a foot or so of me (remember, I'm in the
> /middle/ of my lane). He didn't fully stop until I threw my right arm out at
> him, giving him the "stop right there" sign. I don't know if he was just out of
> it, or if he massively misjudged my speed.
For what it's worth:
One hour ago. Waiting for a green arrow in a left turn lane. Cars
facing me have a red light.
I get my green arrow and start to turn left. Motorist facing me
simultaneously decides he doesn't want to wait for his red light any
more. He starts up at the same moment I do and heads straight for me
as I'm making my turn. I slam on the brakes and barely miss him. As I
blare the horn, he yells something at me, but never even slows down.
Yes, I blared the horn. You see, I was driving my car. With
headlights on.
There are idiots and jerks out there. You encounter them while riding
a bike, driving a car, riding a motorcycle or just walking. Keep it in
mind, but don't let it keep you off your bike.
- Frank Krygowski
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