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Old March 11th 19, 09:51 PM posted to rec.bicycles.tech
Zen Cycle
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Default Automatic transmissions considered harmful

On Friday, March 8, 2019 at 8:14:20 PM UTC-5, Radey Shouman wrote:
Zen Cycle writes:

On Friday, March 8, 2019 at 1:57:25 PM UTC-5, Radey Shouman wrote:
Beautiful day today, a balmy 21F this morning, the robins were singing,
a woodlot full of tapped sugar maples on the way to work.

Riding through the top of a T intersection with a minor road on my
right, they have a stop sign, I see a small car that seems not likely to
even slow, much less stop. Fortunately the oncoming lane is empty, and
I swing out past the yellow line, right alongside the car. Curses
(literally, and loudly, but to no effect, windows are closed). I can
see the driver, a fat girl, looking down at her cell phone in her
gearshift hand, grinning like a fool.


OK, you confused me....

The road on the right had a stop sign, the car was coming from the right?
If the car was coming from the right and didn't stop, wouldn't they
end up running into whatever was on the top of the intersection?


She was turning right, but took a fairly wide turn. The intersection
isn't a right angle, so she had to turn less than 90 degrees.

or you were both traveling on the top of the T, you saw she wasn't
going to stop - you dodged into the oncoming traffic lane, meaning she
was coming from behind you?


She cut in right ahead of me.


Ah, I get it now, so if you were driving a bus she would have been road pizza....

In 30 years of bike commuting, I've been hit by cars twice. Both times it was a driver approaching from the other direction and turning across the road in front of me. The first time the driver had no excuse, clear day, light traffic. The second time the driver had the sun in his eyes and I was partially obscured by a car passing me. He waited for the car that passed me to pass, then pulled through and t-boned me, though he did kinda goose it. meh...I'm still here.

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