Thought i'd share my little commute to work on the motorcycle this morning
During my PRS course they teach you that you go where you look, and you look where you go. This morning I was heading to work on Broadway just about to cross Rupert when I met my first idiot left turner. DUN DUN DUNNN
*a wild left turner appears*
Fucking bitch decided the perfect time to be taking her turn when the Semi on my right in the slow lane was in the middle of its turn, she is now taking up lane position 1.
As I see her inching up into the turn i'm already on my horn + breaks going fuckfuckfuckfuckFUCK.
at this point i'm thinking in my head "im boned, i don't have enough room to stop, the back wheel is feeling lights cause i'm breaking hard.......the next following emotions raced through my head."
I see the gap between the left turner and the semi and i don't know how it happened by i manage to turn the bike narrowly missing the bitch and come to a stop beside the driver door on the other side of the Rav4.
I look at the driver who's 30 something year old asian woman who's looking at me blankly while i'm just shaking my head trying to collect myself in the middle of the intersection as I stalled my motorcycle (not sure how) and this bmw 128i zips by the whole thing almost rear ending me as i'm trying to start the bike up again.
Anyways that's my story.