We're Even

I have read often about riders having confrontations with motor vehicles. Yesterday was the first time I was sure someone tried to force me off the road purposely. He was upset that I was in the middle of a lane at a stop light, to allow right turning cars to go behind me. Seems like I was too slow crossing the intersecion when the light changed.

The huge pickup pulled into a McDonalds (go figure) and I rode up. It's true what they say about size issues and big trucks. This mousey little guy driving was so apogetic, and pathetic, denying everything. "Oh sorry, I didn't see you. But you were weaving all over the palce". (Nice observation for someone he didn't see). Looking like a cop on a bike, does have it's privledges.

The truck was very big, with double rear wheels. The color was very unusual as was the plate number. In other words, it cannot be mistaken for another vehicle. I was angry for a long time, fantasizing on what I would do if I saw it again.

There are times when wishes come true.


I'm not angry any more. *>)