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@dancing james
Am still in shock.
Was riding back west from Piccadilly. Going through Knightsbridge I notice that the lights are red ahead and filter through a bus and a black cab that are stopped at the lights. Had just got into the ASL and BAAAAANG! The black cab flies past me through the ASL. There was a Range Rover now sat where the cab had been. Less than a second before I had been behind that cab before I filtered through the gap. Often I would have plonked myself in front of the cab in case other cyclists had wanted to filter through. Thank fuck I hadn't. Or that cab would have been pushed into me. Thank fuck I had filtered through, the back of the cab was completely crushed.
DJ of old kicked into action, shouting at the dumb fuck who had been driving. She was drunk but was denying it. She also claimed the car in front had suddenly slammed on its brakes, that the lights had been green and that she had never even seen me. Part of me was incredulous at her account (though later I realised how much it reminded me of someones account of an accident I witnessed last year). I went ballistic, repeatedly pointing out that she was a dangerous drunk retarded cunt. FFS the cab had been stopped at a red light, and given the ridiculous lights I have on my bike, the hi vis on my back pack etc she had no fucking excuse.
Luckily there was an ambulance on hand to tend the shaken up cabbie. Drunk bitch was frantically drinking bottles of water and coke to presumably defy a brethalyser. Her friends then got out of the car to have a go at me, they could not understand why I might be a little vexed at what had happened. One of them pushed me and I pushed her back. There was more shouting and then the cunts drove off.
Cabbie was shaken up, but will be fine. We have exchanged details and I will give an account to the police.
With hindsight I was clearly in shock at the scene of the accident as I was very nauseous on the rest of my journey home. 1 second difference in the timing and I would have been between the Range Rover and the cab. Things really could have been very different.
I am alive and now need to breathe.