I just popped out to the co-op to fetch some milk (hardly a commute I'll admit). I left my road and joined the main(ish) road which is a downhill number (Belstead Road if you're local) and sat in primary by the middle line and immediately indicated to turn right as I only join this road for a brief time. It's worth noting that the right turn is on a sharp left bend in the road.
I was aware of a revving engine behind me, and soon enough discovered that it belonged to a blue Ford Galaxy and said vehicle accelerated and overtook me, leaving very little room before shooting down the side street I was about to take.
Needless to say it put the s***s right up me. Within a few hundred years the traffic naturally stopped and I found myself next to the car. The three young girls in the back were pointing at me and trying to get the attention of the driver. The driver stared straight forward and started sounding his horn and the stopped traffic.
The driver wound down his window, and much against my better judgement I said 'cor, what have I ever done to you?
Him - I did nothing wrong, you pulled out and I thought you were going straight on so I passed you.
Me - I was indicating
Him - I did nothing wrong
Me - okay, we'll put it down to a misunderstanding
Him - There will be a f***ing misunderstanding if I get out of this car
At which point I turned my bike and headed the opposite way, this was not a situation that was going to end well if I stayed where I was.
So now I have a pounding headache from the adrenaline and mr **** is now doubt now even more wound up and in control of two tonnes of death. I doubt the children in the back enjoyed the exchange much either.
Just. Not. Worth. It.
I wish I hadn't been too shaken to forget to make a not of his registration number though
You did the right thing
