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My reptile brain kicks in and pulls my front brake whilst steering at the same time. I go into a massive endo and actually swerve on my front wheel whilst the rear is a good foot or so off the tarmac. Release the front brake to drop the endo and miss the kerb stone by fractions.
that is exactly how I attempted to avoid the van that right hooked me a few years back. front wheel endo skid then release brake and try to steer away from the collision, except in my case the twat still smashed me with the side of his van. would have felt pretty badass if he hadn't though.
HatBeard
Murphy's_Law
I went out early Tuesday morning to do a spot of bike tagging. It was really beautiful out there and great to get in 20 miles of almost traffic free urban riding before 7.30am.
I did, however, have a massive oh shit moment.
I had turned left off the downhill section of Pentonville Rd and had stopped in the ASL at the lights that join to onto Kings Cross Rd. There's a lorry behind me, so when the lights go green I pull away downhill pretty quick and then follow the road round to the right, to head over to Gray's Inn Rd. Swinton St, I think.
As I turn into Swinton St I'm having a bit of trouble getting my left foot into the power strap so look down to help get it sorted. When I look up again, I see that my front wheel is about a foot away from a sharp edged kerb stone that forms a pavement that juts into the street. I am moments away from smashing into it, and either flipping head over heels or bouncing into the road and definitely dying under the unforgiving wheels of the lorry that is somewhere behind me.
Oh Shit!
My reptile brain kicks in and pulls my front brake whilst steering at the same time. I go into a massive endo and actually swerve on my front wheel whilst the rear is a good foot or so off the tarmac. Release the front brake to drop the endo and miss the kerb stone by fractions.
Heartbeat in the upper 190s, I pull over to the kerb and start shaking. The lorry driver behind gives me a thumbs up as I glanced at him in disbelief.
11/7 for mad bike control skills, would nearly die again.