snapper_37 said:
I can't believe the way this has thread has gone. FFS Mag had a car a little too close and acted as he felt at the time.
All this bollocks about how he *should* have rode, from people who weren't there in the situation at the time.
Primary, secondary blah blah blah. He is a cyclist on the road (a road user) and no one can predict what is going to happen with other road users.
I felt that same. This constant if-onlying served very little purpose. There is a class of drivers who deliberately and knowingly drive badly and/or dangerously with the expectation that other traffic will accomodate them.
We saw that on Mag's video, where the taxi driver expected the oncoming traffic to move across and Mag to move to the kerb. The cars did (because who wants a head-on collision?) while beeping the horn. Taxi driver can let that go - no skin of his nose. Mag also moves (because who want to be crushed?), but in the process touches the car. The psychology involved when someone hits a car is really odd, because it seems to make some people act it really over the top ways. I don't know if it's seen as aggression, or repremand, or some deeper violation, but it kicks them off. Mag's driver, moments ago desperate to get through, stopped and gave him a mouthful.
The guy I encountered at 9 this morning here
http://is.gd/fcAK also forced his way through a space that didn't exist. I imagine he must caused traffic in the outside lane to move. He certainly squeezed me toward the kerb, while yelling something through the passenger window. I gestured he should move away, and caught his wing mirror in the process. It really was only a handsbreadth away. He then pulled across in front of me - I bailed to the kerb and got off, because there was no way I wanted him behind me. He jumped out, asked if I "wanted to start something", that I should "ride in the GUTTER", said something about his "four grand car", and then stamped on my rear wheel. I shoved him away, and we tussled for a few seconds. He might have hit me, I think I hit him. After we seperated, he got back in the car and reversed it toward me. I had to run, grabbing and dragging my bike behind the lamp post.
Perhaps I could have avoided the situation with a different line, although that would have involved taking an entirely different road. Perhaps I could have avoided this by not hitting his wing mirror. However I didn't deliberately hit it - he really was so close that waving my hand a few inches to the right was enough - and having a car so close at 20mph isn't entirely conducive to rational thought. Perhaps I could have talked my way with a witty riposte, or a gentle explanation of the highway code.
On the other hand, perhaps he was just an impatient nutter who expects everyone to clear out of his way because he so much more important than they are, and those that don't need to be taught a lesson? You can't anticipate idiots like that, or you'd become so frightened you'd never leave the house.
Mag wasn't the responsible for what happened to him. I wasn't for what happened to me. Other than we were riding bikes on the road, of course.