This story ends well, but it was a close call and included a sickening tire screech.
My buddy passed his road exam three days ago, so I took him out on a newb-friendly spin after work. He probably has one or two dozen hours of seat time. My ride plan included River Rd in Richmond.
Sitting on the stop line in P1 at a red light on #6 Rd, with him beside me in P3, I proceeded on the green light. I might have gone two seconds or so when I heard tire skids behind me. I turned around to see my buddy fighting for balance and a small SUV parked on his ass.
I pulled over on #6 and ran back about 100 ft. By that point, my friend had gotten off, parked in the lane, and was chatting with the SUV driver. Everyone was calm, exchanging info, and chatting about injuries and damage. (Driver was OK, truck was OK, bike's pannier frame was bent, pannier had minor damage, rider's shoulder was hurting. Other damage, injuries tbd.)
Seems the driver of the SUV had rear-ended him when the driver saw green and saw one bike (me) advance on green. The driver didn't claim to not have seen him, but had a simple brain fart when he saw one bike proceed and gassed it before the second bike advanced.
The entire transaction was calm, parties were mature, even business-like and it was only slightly more aggravating than getting a Driver's license renewed on a Friday afternoon. We didn't exactly shake hands with the pinhead, but we didn't beat his truck with helmets either.
As we geared up, I suggested we take a break to let any adreneline wear off. Country Meadows was only a couple hundred feet away, and was a good spot to debrief over a couple Cokes. He joked about this being an ominous start to his riding career - 3 days in and he's already shared paint with an SUV.
He'll file with ICBC, and will take the bike to a shop for inspection. He's fine, and will hopefully be riding many, many more miles.