Chap infront of me riding home down Jamaica Road nearly died as a black souped-up Golf decided to do a last-minute non-indicated left turn across the bus lane into Mill Street. Damn nearly took out the rider so I gave him the finger (witty, I know) but he was probably too far down the street to notice/didn't care anyway.
Anyway, the rider and I had a nice chat about it as we met at the lights, which was nice. Apparently his almost-last-ever-thought was "shit, I'm going to die" - apt, given that he was
Chap infront of me riding home down Jamaica Road nearly died as a black souped-up Golf decided to do a last-minute non-indicated left turn across the bus lane into Mill Street. Damn nearly took out the rider so I gave him the finger (witty, I know) but he was probably too far down the street to notice/didn't care anyway.
Anyway, the rider and I had a nice chat about it as we met at the lights, which was nice. Apparently his almost-last-ever-thought was "shit, I'm going to die" - apt, given that he was