Just Crashed In The Snow!
Posted: Tue Oct 28, 2008 6:39 pm
First day of snow and about 40 yards from work on my way home I crashed.
No, don't worry about the snow - worry about stupid blind cock-nosed f***-tards in BMW's!!!
I was pootling around an island still scared my wheels were going to slip out from underneath me, signalled left to turn onto the right hand lane of a dual carriageway... suddenly some stupid bint in a BMW 3 series pulled out from the turn before, straight across the front of me.
I had about 6ft to brake and so there was no chance - she hadn't even seen me.
I knew instantly this was going to be a crash, so it was just down to limiting damage. I braked and dropped the bike to the right to try and glance off her rather than t-bone the car, careful not to lock the freezing cold tyres on the wet sleety road, and slammed into the side of the accelerating car.
It was a very hard impact, but I just did what I could, and by some miracle kept it upright! Good fucking job, because as I said in a post on another forum earlier my rucksack was filled with spikey glass bottles of Estrella!
I must have learnt something in my years riding, because I realised I hadn't even stalled, so dropped it into neutral and penguined the bike to the side of the road before switching off.
Bint had stopped 20 yards away on the inside of the island - which is a very good thing because I was fucking livid and have no doubt whatsoever that I'd have smashed her face to a pulp, or at least trashed the car. As it was I was still considering running over and attacking her - but then realised if I was spending the time considering it my rationailty must be coming back.
I roared at her, gestured a bit, then turned my attention to my ZX9R.
I was surprised to see the fairing still on it, along with the caliper and everything else!
One other woman stopped to see if I was ok, but said she never saw the accident (thanks you rush-hour Redditch cunts), so I told her to go while I tried to ride the bike to the McShits on the island to have a better look and get Bints details.
She said she didn't even see me when she hit me until she looked to the side and saw me ("NOW you see him!"). She did say that she wondered why the car to her right wasn't pulling onto the island. That'll be because they actually looked and saw me, then?
The bike looks ok in the dark - front mudguard feels a bit loose and the whole front end felt Wrong, but it got me home. When I tried to put the steering lock on it won't go - so obviously something is bent.
What an absolute wanker! So what do I do now?
She's fully insured (company car) and admits liability, but if possible I'd rather keep any repairs away from my insurance because it'll be me who suffers. Oh - I'm 3rd F&F.
Adrenaline is wearing off now and pain cometh...
No, don't worry about the snow - worry about stupid blind cock-nosed f***-tards in BMW's!!!
I was pootling around an island still scared my wheels were going to slip out from underneath me, signalled left to turn onto the right hand lane of a dual carriageway... suddenly some stupid bint in a BMW 3 series pulled out from the turn before, straight across the front of me.
I had about 6ft to brake and so there was no chance - she hadn't even seen me.
I knew instantly this was going to be a crash, so it was just down to limiting damage. I braked and dropped the bike to the right to try and glance off her rather than t-bone the car, careful not to lock the freezing cold tyres on the wet sleety road, and slammed into the side of the accelerating car.
It was a very hard impact, but I just did what I could, and by some miracle kept it upright! Good fucking job, because as I said in a post on another forum earlier my rucksack was filled with spikey glass bottles of Estrella!
I must have learnt something in my years riding, because I realised I hadn't even stalled, so dropped it into neutral and penguined the bike to the side of the road before switching off.
Bint had stopped 20 yards away on the inside of the island - which is a very good thing because I was fucking livid and have no doubt whatsoever that I'd have smashed her face to a pulp, or at least trashed the car. As it was I was still considering running over and attacking her - but then realised if I was spending the time considering it my rationailty must be coming back.
I roared at her, gestured a bit, then turned my attention to my ZX9R.
I was surprised to see the fairing still on it, along with the caliper and everything else!
One other woman stopped to see if I was ok, but said she never saw the accident (thanks you rush-hour Redditch cunts), so I told her to go while I tried to ride the bike to the McShits on the island to have a better look and get Bints details.
She said she didn't even see me when she hit me until she looked to the side and saw me ("NOW you see him!"). She did say that she wondered why the car to her right wasn't pulling onto the island. That'll be because they actually looked and saw me, then?
The bike looks ok in the dark - front mudguard feels a bit loose and the whole front end felt Wrong, but it got me home. When I tried to put the steering lock on it won't go - so obviously something is bent.
What an absolute wanker! So what do I do now?
She's fully insured (company car) and admits liability, but if possible I'd rather keep any repairs away from my insurance because it'll be me who suffers. Oh - I'm 3rd F&F.
Adrenaline is wearing off now and pain cometh...
