I had just finished up re-installing the turbo system again, with a new oil feed line and fitting, and set out to check for oil and water leaks. I live in a residential area, and had gone about 100 meters down our street, approaching a three way intersection, which I have right of way. It was 4:55 pm and the sun had cast a large shadow across the intersection and the two lanes I was approaching. I was about 30 yards from the intersection, centered in my lane...
When around the left corner came a hauling ass SUV, who, because of the speed, was 3/4 veered out into my lane, and as the SUV came out of the shadows, I could see the lady looking into her lap!
I didn't have enough time to hit the horn. I swerved right, hoping to miss her. She looked up just as she was about 10 feet from me. She ended up swiping my left mirror and smashing it. What great luck I was only going about 5 miles an hour.
By chance my back yard neighbors were right behind me in their vehicle. By the time I got off the bike, the neighbors were stopped and all their doors open, and the driver of the SUV was out of her car, yelling at me why was I in her lane, and that she had been on her way to her daughters softball game (late maybe?).
At that time the four neighbors, a grandma, grandpa and mother and father, all told her it was her fault, as she was ripping around the corner speeding, and in my lane almost completely. Coincidently a Police car then just came by, on their way somewhere else, and I asked them to call an accident report officer. Seeing me talk to the cop, the lady driver started to talk to the cop, and before I knew it, she was repeatedly yelling 'Fuck you" to the cop!
The neighbors and I were just watching this lady go off!
By the time the accident report cop showed up, the lady driver had calmed down, and we discovered her husband is a Sheriff in LA (my bro-in-law is also), and that she knew my brother in law. Funny coincidence.
She said she was a Harley rider. In the end she said she'd pay for any broken things on the bike, we had a good laugh and she took off.
I got on my bike, approached the tri-intersection and was just crossing the hidden cross walk line into the intersection, which was now fully covered in shadows, and with me having the right of way, when a black Ford explorer came from the same direction the lady had, and ran straight across my lane, turning into my direction of traffic, only seeing me at the last minute and then the guy waving at me an 'I'm Sorry!'.
Three strikes on a match. I went around the block and returned home. I am sipping on a gallon margarita as I type!
Cagers !
