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@Chak
Yup. Park Crescent towards Portland. There was an impatient van behind me so I decided to go primary. All good. Green, I go, pick up pace, she stops for over a second but doesn't look anywhere, then for hell knows what reason, she crosses. Everything else happened very fast. Indecipherable shout from me, she freezes, I veer but too late, somehow grab all the brake I got. The rest is according to the nurse who luckily happened to be walking by. Apparently, I hit the pram head on, but because of timing and size of pram, I flipped at the last second, bike locked to me, and flew over it, at the same time (this I can still remember feeling) my right knee made a distinct crunch with the kids face.
Cue red rage followed by immediate panic that happens when you damage a tiny humanoid. Commotion etc.
What blew my mind was the Mother/Nanny. She seemed prozac'd to oblivion. Complete dead set calm on her face like nothing just happened. She wanted to just walk away while we're looking for missing teeth and rummaging for tissue. After much checking, baby was crying but perfectly fine. We couldn't find the teeth sadly enough, would have made a good necklace.
Chipped bones in my hand and elbow and what suspect is a wrecked rear wheel.
Constant fear of pedestrians now. Fuck this, I'm getting a Range Rover.
I really wanted that baby teeth necklace.