Things aren't as simple as they seem.
As I mentioned before, I have tried to take up the motorcycle as a means of transportation.
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But I'm finding it hard to relax into it. Some of the actions of other drivers are bugging me.
This includes drivers who assume that I'm going to take off as fast as they would from a stop... or that I'm going to hot dog it like other cyclists.
Today, I had two scares. First, when a young lady was driving down her street, straddling the center line, and didn't see me rounding the bend. I was just coasting, having just pulled out of a driveway, and almost wound up as her hood ornament. I chose to slam on the breaks and laid the bike down into the bush I was rounding in the curve. We didn't strike each other, but my bike and my pride might have been hurt.
Later, while riding to work, I let my mind wander and entered a curve far too fast. I barely got the bike slowed enough to avoid a crash, but it was an extremely close call.
That was bad enough, but the truck that was following me put the icing on the cake. After seeing me almost wreck, they made no effort to slow or to check me out. Instead, they passed, and a passenger in the back seat leaned over close enough to stick his hand out the window and hold a rude gesture long enough to make sure that I had seen it.
That really stung.
To think that I had come so close to serious injury, and the only thing my fellow man would do was to insult and challenge me.
Believe me, I'm thinking twice about driving my cycle again. Is it worth the risks?