Filtering down the right hand side of traffic, on wandsworth road, just before wandsworth road overground station, see traffic is slowing so a car can turn right into side road a couple of vehicles ahead. I slow down as well by the rear door of a people carrier/suv thing. Car ahead turns right, traffic starts to speed up, except the people carrier/suv thing I'm beside, something doesn't feel right, it's not doing what the traffic ahead appears to be allowing it to do (speed up to get to the next set of lights in the clear road thats appearing in front of it). Next thing you know I get the indicate and turn right, no time to do anything but shout out and put my hand on the front door/wing as the car pushes me right as well.
Lucky not to get pulled under the wheels, as the hand on the wing somehow stabilizes me and I pedal round the front of the car, cursing and shaking my head. Female driver waves an apology, but I've got the shakes, both of a disappointed head kind, and the shock kind.
I slowly ride away, up Wandsworth road, and lorry driver behind me slows down and asks if I'm okay, which raises my spirits a bit, not all professional drivers are cunts, and he leaves plenty of space when he pulls past at the next set of lights, which I'm grateful for.
I then spend the next twenty or so mins in my mind replaying the incident as I compose this post, trying not to get too angry about it, and the inability of drivers to check in their wing mirrors before turning the steering wheel.
Filtering down the right hand side of traffic, on wandsworth road, just before wandsworth road overground station, see traffic is slowing so a car can turn right into side road a couple of vehicles ahead. I slow down as well by the rear door of a people carrier/suv thing. Car ahead turns right, traffic starts to speed up, except the people carrier/suv thing I'm beside, something doesn't feel right, it's not doing what the traffic ahead appears to be allowing it to do (speed up to get to the next set of lights in the clear road thats appearing in front of it). Next thing you know I get the indicate and turn right, no time to do anything but shout out and put my hand on the front door/wing as the car pushes me right as well.
Lucky not to get pulled under the wheels, as the hand on the wing somehow stabilizes me and I pedal round the front of the car, cursing and shaking my head. Female driver waves an apology, but I've got the shakes, both of a disappointed head kind, and the shock kind.
I slowly ride away, up Wandsworth road, and lorry driver behind me slows down and asks if I'm okay, which raises my spirits a bit, not all professional drivers are cunts, and he leaves plenty of space when he pulls past at the next set of lights, which I'm grateful for.
I then spend the next twenty or so mins in my mind replaying the incident as I compose this post, trying not to get too angry about it, and the inability of drivers to check in their wing mirrors before turning the steering wheel.