September 4, 2002

Riding home from work/school during rush hour traffic along Folsom (in the bike lane), far ahead of me I see a guy pull out of a gas station parking lot and out across two lanes of stopped traffic (that common maneuver where you block traffic until you can turn into the opposite flow of traffic), and think "I hate it when people do that."
Sure enough, as I'm passing by the stupid Grand Cherokee while in the bike lane, he decides to gas it in reverse back into the parking lot and hits me. I guess I flew a few feet, scraped up my right leg a bit and did something to my heel that makes it painful to walk. Overall, I got off pretty damn lucky, especially considering I'm a stubborn idiot who commutes without a helmet.
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Can't say my beautiful Bianchi Milano cruiser did as well -- his wheels appear to be badly out of true, and my pannier (and vegetables from the garden) all got badly smashed. But, the kid who hit me will gladly pay for repairs.
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