It's no picnic in a car; I've been turning left with the light, excellent light conditions about eight in the morning, and had some yoyo going the opposite way slalom around my nose. Where was his head, I wonder? He had at least half a block to see me. There's an abbreviation for such people losing situational awareness wayyy on down the block: driving HUA.

T-boned another guy once. We were on the main thoroughfare and he shoots out in front of us from a mall entrance. Totaled his machine; we drove away with our grill stove in and a headlight cell smashed. As he shot out in front of us I had just enough time as my right foot went from accelerator to brake to think, "I don't believe anyone could be so stupid!" Stood on the brakes, hit him going twenty or so, down from thirty-five or forty, right in the soft spot ahead of the driver's side door.

In the book "Zodiac" by Neil Stephenson, Sangamon Taylor describes the proper way to ride a bike in traffic. "Most people will tell you to assume that drivers can't see you. That's bullshit. I assume I'm wearing fluorescent clothes, and there's a million-dollar bounty going to the first driver who manages to hit me. And I ride on that assumption."

I'm sure the quote's way off. I don't have the book here. But that's the attitude.

The sickening thing about that video is that the pedestrian saw what was coming -- he starts to run about 3 steps before he's hit.

If he'd looked before he heard the crash....like before leaving the center island,... he'd seen it coming. The car coming straight at him was hauling ass, did he think it was going to suddenly stop? No, he never looked. Probably didn't even know the light was changing.:rolleyes:

A ploe with half the calories and all the taste of a regular ploe. Less filling, too.

Dang, that makes me hungry.....

and your point IS ?????