Okay, so it had been a while since there has been any posting going on at IBWT! However, today those four words rang true once again, deep and resounding. At 8:45am, through a complex set of maneuvers that I'll spare you the details on, I was cut off, boxed in, and forced into the back of this Suzuki at 40 km/hr. 
Needless to say, the Suzuki's driver and his wife were shocked to see me appear through their rear windshield, perhaps even more than I was to be there. Amazingly, I escaped without a scratch on me, or my bike for that matter.
Stage one - Shock/Disbelief.
Two - Humour/Denial.
And three (about the time the adrenalin wears off) - Sobering appreciation.
Thankfully my family laid the guilt on thick over the past Thanksgiving weekend about wearing my helmet, and it's been glued to my head since coming back to Montreal. This could have been a messy one without it.
Ride safe.
Want to hear the complex series of manuevers...
Really, how?
Anonymous said...
November 18, 2009 at 11:35 PM
Complex in the sense that numerous things occurred within a small time frame, but here is how I saw it: Morning rush hour traffic on Sherbrooke, busy in both directions, six lanes wide. I was in the left hand lane approaching Plessis where I planned to turn left. Westbound traffic got the advance green. I signaled and slowed slightly to make the turn when a black BMW accelerated from behind to make the light, forcing himself around my left. The center and right lanes were jammed and at a dead stop on the far side of the intersection. When I looked up from the beamer beside me I was boxed in with about 8 feet between me and the car ahead. There was no where to go, and no time to stop. Next thing I knew I was in the trunk of a Grand Vitara.
BYRD said...
November 19, 2009 at 3:14 AM