I was on my way to the store this evening to pick up a couple of things. Ok, it was beer and smokes. That's beside the point. I was cruising along our narrow streets at a nice, safe 15 mph, taking it easy, and some old fart backs his pickup truck out of his drive right in front of me. Umm, hello! Do you not see me with my red bike, bright orange shirt, and xenon bulb headlight ? Of course not becasue you never looked in this direction.
It was far too close to stop so I slammed into this jerk's truck at roughly 15mph, absorbing most of the blow with my right shoulder to prevent expensive damage to my bike. I spent the next two or three minutes yelling at this old fool instead of going where I had planned.
I might not be so pissed off if it hadn't been my drinking arm.