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Picked myself up from under a car, this morning.
So I'm riding down the right hand side of a stationery line of cars when one driver decides that a) he's bored of waiting and b) he's in a Smart car, so can get out easily. Unfortunately, he doesn't bother signalling or checking his wing mirror (I'd have been the only thing in it, if he'd looked). Because I spotted his movement and did my best to dodge, he only clipped my rear wheel. As I began yelling at the idiot, I was relieved to find myself still upright. Briefly. He didn't stop. I find myself off my bike and under his car. He still doesn't stop. He only stops when I, having scrambled out of the way of the tire that was going to crush my arm, stand up and pull his door open. At which point he has a panic attack. But at least he stops pushing my bike down the road.
All made more fun by the motorist from a few cars back who comes running up saying "Bloody cyclist pulled out of nowhere, it's not your fault, mate" and offering his details. How I managed to pull out of a solid line of cars, I don't know. Chummy, the right hand side of your car isn't nowhere - it's where you look before turning right.
From what I could gather, the driver was on medication for anxiety (hence the panic attack but probably also the reason for failing to stop, having hit somebody). Shouldn't have been driving at all, then. But my fault, obviously.
Still, a nice girl came out from the flats opposite and gave me a bag of mini chocolate eggs, so the experience wasn't a total waste.
Picture to follow soon. Meanwhile here is a shot of the eggs:
Drawing now done