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I decided against reporting it because I felt like I was partially (half?) responsible. Also, the adrenaline convinced me that I was fine.
The driver was a young mother and she was very shaken up and apologetic. It just didn't feel right to get the authorities involved. I'm willing to accept responsibility for my injuries and saw it as part of the inherent danger of cycling (especially cycling like a bit of dick).
At this point, I don't remember which road I was on (one of the numerous roads between Kingsland and Essex Rds) and I wouldn't reliably remember the car.
¡apesta!
I collided with a left-turning car last night. I was going too fast and travelling too close. The driver didn't indicate to turn until too late or check her mirrors (by her own admission). I managed to get my skid parallel so that my right hip and arm took the impact rather than the front of my bike and my face. I ended up on the ground and with a surge of adrenaline got straight up as I was partially under the car and afraid of being run over. Driver was pretty shaken up and very apologetic. I was equally apologetic and embarrased. Somehow the only damage to my bike was a pinch flat, and the only damage to my corpus was some bloody knuckles and what appears to be a broken little finger. The damage to her car from the impact was quite noticeable. That, combined with the witness reactions, makes me wonder how I wasn't more hurt. We parted ways without exchanging any info and I declined the driver's offer to take me to hospital. We both agreed to be more careful in the future. I woke up feeling fine this morning, other than my slighly mangeled right hand. The gloves were a £1.99 TK Maxx purchase, and the best money I've ever spent.
very lucky/10.