Nearly never really had much choice yesterday about how I would like to die. Lorry nearly took me out as I was going like a rocket downhill when it pulled out in front of me, just after I calmed down from that, a woman opened her door in front of me and just smiled, I was riding wide too to avoid doors, but this car door was huge.
Then hurtling down a country lane, went round this bend and there was this huge yellow tractor, with tracks about a yard wide and overlapping the road on both edges coming straight at me. I just screamed as I looked up at it, braked hard and shot up the grass embankment to get round it.