Today I was riding my bike (pedal) downtown, keeping up with traffic at about 25 so I was riding in the lane, since the sidewalks are pretty narrow and generally full of random crap (trees, trash can, benches, not to mention it's really rough bricks... and the occasional person)
At the time it was raining lightly... enough to make the roads slick but not to get the areas under parked cars wet, and it was still plenty light out... I was about 2 seconds behind the person in front of me, and up ahead there was a car parked on the side of the road, idling, with the wheels pointing fairly hard to the left, so I moved a bit to the left of the lane (to give myself extra space) and dropped back behind the car I was following enough that they should have been able to easily see me.
When I was maybe 10-15 ft behind the car on the side of the road they pretty much gunned it... and then slammed on the brakes because they were at about a 45 degree angle to the yellow line and touching it... there were cars in the left lane, so my only real option was to aim for the little gap to the right of the car, and go into the space they pulled out of (and were still half in). While braking hard I managed to line myself up with the gap, and I would have hopped the curb in front of me if there weren't a bench there, so I had to pull back left and stop in the parking space... long story short, front wheel slipped and I went down... rear wheel cleared the bumper of the car behind me and my front wheel hit the rear right of the car that pulled in front of me... I slid clear of the car and spun a bit so I was facing a bit in the opposite direction of the traffic...
Anyways, I sat there doing the 'sit there for a second to see what/where it's hurting' AND THE PERSON STARTED TO JUST DRIVE AWAY! I didn't think to get the plate number until about a second or two after seeing them starting to drive so they were behind another parked car (from my perspective) at that point, so I kicked the bike off of my left leg with my right and pulled myself up, but by that time they were going around a corner... I hear honking behind me, so I turn around and see some douchebag about to run over my bike... this guy was right behind me and HAD to have seen everything that happened, and he's just sitting there honking at me!
So I pull my bike up and start to push it to the sidewalk, and it just stops... Surprise! the front wheel is taco'd a bit... I picked it up and carried it the rest of the way, sat on the bench that got in my way of hopping the curb for a few minutes, made sure my leg was okay (hurt like hell but no breaks) and stopped the bleeding... at that point I popped my front wheel off and had the oh-so-fun task of stomping the front wheel back somewhat flat with a screwed up leg, and then having to ride about 3 miles home on my screwed up leg.
So as of now I'm out a $70 rim (which is a ton of money when you're going to college and don't have a job) and have my leg compression wrapped, on ice and hurting like a *****.
Moral of the story? People are a**holes
At the time it was raining lightly... enough to make the roads slick but not to get the areas under parked cars wet, and it was still plenty light out... I was about 2 seconds behind the person in front of me, and up ahead there was a car parked on the side of the road, idling, with the wheels pointing fairly hard to the left, so I moved a bit to the left of the lane (to give myself extra space) and dropped back behind the car I was following enough that they should have been able to easily see me.
When I was maybe 10-15 ft behind the car on the side of the road they pretty much gunned it... and then slammed on the brakes because they were at about a 45 degree angle to the yellow line and touching it... there were cars in the left lane, so my only real option was to aim for the little gap to the right of the car, and go into the space they pulled out of (and were still half in). While braking hard I managed to line myself up with the gap, and I would have hopped the curb in front of me if there weren't a bench there, so I had to pull back left and stop in the parking space... long story short, front wheel slipped and I went down... rear wheel cleared the bumper of the car behind me and my front wheel hit the rear right of the car that pulled in front of me... I slid clear of the car and spun a bit so I was facing a bit in the opposite direction of the traffic...
Anyways, I sat there doing the 'sit there for a second to see what/where it's hurting' AND THE PERSON STARTED TO JUST DRIVE AWAY! I didn't think to get the plate number until about a second or two after seeing them starting to drive so they were behind another parked car (from my perspective) at that point, so I kicked the bike off of my left leg with my right and pulled myself up, but by that time they were going around a corner... I hear honking behind me, so I turn around and see some douchebag about to run over my bike... this guy was right behind me and HAD to have seen everything that happened, and he's just sitting there honking at me!
So I pull my bike up and start to push it to the sidewalk, and it just stops... Surprise! the front wheel is taco'd a bit... I picked it up and carried it the rest of the way, sat on the bench that got in my way of hopping the curb for a few minutes, made sure my leg was okay (hurt like hell but no breaks) and stopped the bleeding... at that point I popped my front wheel off and had the oh-so-fun task of stomping the front wheel back somewhat flat with a screwed up leg, and then having to ride about 3 miles home on my screwed up leg.
So as of now I'm out a $70 rim (which is a ton of money when you're going to college and don't have a job) and have my leg compression wrapped, on ice and hurting like a *****.
Moral of the story? People are a**holes
