Confession time

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Zippy

New Member
Yesterday I had to drive to work and at about 5:30pm I pulled out of the gateway and didn't realise until I looked in my rear view mirror that there was a cyclist in a bright yellow jacket about three car lengths back. I had cut him up and I always take cyclists into account when I am driving; obviously not this time.

It just shows that even if you think you have looked before manoevering, there is always the chance you have missed something.

In this case I think it was because the cyclist was bending over his handlebars and I wouldnt have seen much yellow at all until I looked back. Front view is virtually invisible compared to side view it seems.

I put my hand up to acknowledge my mistake and we exchanged an "OK". He probably thought I was another prat in a car and in that instance - I was.:biggrin:
 

tightwad

Well-Known Member
The wife commutes twice a week on her bike, other 3 days in a car; a journey she has done weekly for the last eight years. One journey home ,she gently kissed the back wheel of a bike ,with the front bumper of the car,as she pulled out too soon from a high visibilty junction ,that she knows to be dangerous from personal experience. Made him wobble but not fall off.

Not a confession more of a grass.
 
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