Early in my bike ride this morning I experienced some type of derailleur malfunction and my gearing was stuck in the highest (smallest) gear in the rear. I was annoyed because it makes getting going from a stop very difficult, especially in the snow.

When I was almost finished I was stopped at a red light heading west on Lunt at Western. There was an SUV in front of me heading west as well as I approached the intersection. He didn't have a turn signal on but the vehicle was canted slightly on an angle facing right as if he may make the turn. So I came up inside him and far enough in front so he could see me if he was going to turn right.

I saw the light for cross traffic turn yellow and I waited as all the assholes sped up to make it through the light. When I had the green, both the SUV and I moved forward and it became clear that the SUV was turning left to head south on Western. I was almost to the yellow line in the middle of the intersection when I saw a gray van going about 40 mph heading south. I could see he wasn't going to stop. He slammed right into the SUV. I was only twenty feet away. Car parts and plastic were flying past my head.

If not for the fucked up gearing I would have been right in the middle of that. I'm still a little shaken up. I've never come closer to dying in my life.

So you are one of those Jack off bike riders that like to creep up on the side of cars? Get a car and a gym membership you fucking Gerg LugainUs wannabe.

I would bet that those southbound traffic signal lights were packed with snow.

Yeah, I noticed a lot of them like that this morning. That has to be addressed.

Glad you're okay. You should thank God and be in someone's church on Sunday.

i guess the same goes for the two involved in the accident...if god cares about them too.

Glad you're okay. You should thank God and be in someone's church on Sunday.

I was almost to the yellow line in the middle of the intersection when I saw a gray van going about 40 mph heading south. I could see she wasn't going to stop. He slammed right into the SUV.

You did not die, but in your moment of weakness when facing your mortality, let me sell you something.

Glad you are ok JORR. Chalk it up to to luck. Death though? More likely to actually survive a hit like that and be fucked up. Yes, if you get ran over is game over. What would really happen to kill you?

Wearing a helmet would save your life. Keeping you brains from being splattered on the street. Or getting knocked out and dying from a simple bleed out from not being to take action against an open would. Organ damage, but the fatal kind?

I would consider it another near miss in a laundry list of personal disasters narrowly averted. Stay alert and stay alive.

So you are one of those Jack off bike riders that like to creep up on the side of cars? Get a car and a gym membership you fucking Gerg LugainUs wannabe.

Wasn't he a diver?

It's Caller Bob...he's rolling

Were you running stop signs? You probably deserved it.

Early in my bike ride this morning I experienced some type of derailleur malfunction and my gearing was stuck in the highest (smallest) gear in the rear. I was annoyed because it makes getting going from a stop very difficult, especially in the snow.

When I was almost finished I was stopped at a red light heading west on Lunt at Western. There was an SUV in front of me heading west as well as I approached the intersection. He didn't have a turn signal on but the vehicle was canted slightly on an angle facing right as if he may make the turn. So I came up inside him and far enough in front so he could see me if he was going to turn right.

I saw the light for cross traffic turn yellow and I waited as all the assholes sped up to make it through the light. When I had the green, both the SUV and I moved forward and it became clear that the SUV was turning left to head south on Western. I was almost to the yellow line in the middle of the intersection when I saw a gray van going about 40 mph heading south. I could see he wasn't going to stop. He slammed right into the SUV. I was only twenty feet away. Car parts and plastic were flying past my head.

If not for the fucked up gearing I would have been right in the middle of that. I'm still a little shaken up. I've never come closer to dying in my life.