I got knocked of my bike again yesterday (the new Mercian). Same old story, someone turned left onto me and I slammed into there car and over the handlebars. The same thing happened 2 weeks ago, which left me with a bent wheel. This time I wasn't so lucky and my front wheel is totally fucked and maybe my forks too. (haven't checked properly yet) Then I had to spend 4 hours down casualty to see if my elbow was o.k, which was. I spent that time questioning wheather it was me at fault, or do car drivers really not look where the hell they are going. Ever get fed-up of riding sometimes?
I got knocked of my bike again yesterday (the new Mercian). Same old story, someone turned left onto me and I slammed into there car and over the handlebars. The same thing happened 2 weeks ago, which left me with a bent wheel. This time I wasn't so lucky and my front wheel is totally fucked and maybe my forks too. (haven't checked properly yet) Then I had to spend 4 hours down casualty to see if my elbow was o.k, which was. I spent that time questioning wheather it was me at fault, or do car drivers really not look where the hell they are going. Ever get fed-up of riding sometimes?