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About 5:40 this evening, heading West along the A222 towards the figure-of-eight gyratory which will take me out of Croydon. I see a white Mini Cooper edging in from Tavistock road, aiming to cross over and head East. He stops, so I keep going. So when I'm right in front of him, he suddenly puts his foot down, with my left leg and rear wheel right in his way. Asshole.
I manage to bunny-hop sideways, screaming blue murder, and somehow he misses me. I recover my balance and forward momentum - only to realise that the people carrier in front of me has braked hard, probably in reaction to the shouting. I manage not to face-plant on its rear but I'm now off balance again - my elbow hits the corner of the car and I go down.
Driver gets out to see what has happened to the back of his car and cheers up when he realises there isn't a scratch. "Not your fault, mate - nothing you could do." he says. At this point, I realise the bastard in the Mini has doubled back and looks ready to start a fight, but drives off when he sees the other driver standing beside me. Cock.
Grazed forearm, mildly shredded bar tape, no other damage.
I don't like Croydon.