Last night, bf and I were on the way to a friend's house to follow her and her bf to a buffet out of town.
I was taking the way I usually take to work, and in front of me was a cyclist not only without a helmet, but only wearing jeans and a tshirt and probably just sneakers.
We get to the exit, and he straddles lanes when they begin to split off (it's a T intersection at the light).
Right before I get into the right lane, he WHIZZES right over in front of me. He was within inches of me turning him into roadkill.
I tooted the horn and he blew the red light and whizzed off as fast as he could.
I was taking the way I usually take to work, and in front of me was a cyclist not only without a helmet, but only wearing jeans and a tshirt and probably just sneakers.
We get to the exit, and he straddles lanes when they begin to split off (it's a T intersection at the light).
Right before I get into the right lane, he WHIZZES right over in front of me. He was within inches of me turning him into roadkill.
I tooted the horn and he blew the red light and whizzed off as fast as he could.
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