...yes I know I'm one of those who's argued against too much 'primary' at times, but, in my commute there's a short downhill past the station which I normally take at moderate speed in primary ... ... except that today I move across briefly to secondary to let a following car overtake (it must be my kind-hearted soul... ) whereupon a parked car on the left a bit further down, decides, after letting the car which overtook me pass, that now is the time to pull out into my path... Ah well, no matter, I thinks, we get this all the time, and I've got brakes ... ...except that I haven't . In the light drizzle, greasy roads, my front wheel stays put. My back wheel doesn't. One of those heart-thumping moments when you don't know where you'll end up... I manage to stay upright and regain control a few inches from the emerging car. What this means is that the wretched driver (and nearby train commuters) gets an earful of my invective: words mostly beginning with C and W ... If I'd just held primary and stopped the other car overtaking he'd have seen me and the car behind me... Ah well.