...that's when it happens. Also, the old adage that most accidents happen within a couple miles from home certainly rings true here. I was only half a mile away.
Anyway, just because you're in a left turn lane, approaching the last car in the line to turn, never assume that that you're free and clear from someone deciding at the last second that they want to move from a stopped position into the left turn lane when you're right next to them. To clarify, I was moving, he was not...until he yanked it to the left and hit the gas. Says he didn't see me...I say it's because he never looked (clear window glass and the guys head never turned once to check his blind spot). Regardless, he admitted fault to both me and the police officer that showed up (after I demanded one...apparently SDPD doesn't dispatch an officer if there's no ambulance called
) so this shouldn't take to long for the insurance companies to finish up.
Ursula, however, is probably finished. She slid 15 feet on her right cylinder which decided to give way and leak the oil contents of my engine all over the road. Believe it or not, my helmet never touched the ground...no I can't explain that. I've got a small rash from where my jacket's elbow armor popped over too far when I hit the ground and a small tear in my t-shirt that was sticking out under my jacket a bit but that's it. I was just running to the store to get some pasta sauce. Le sigh...
He hit me on the right turn signal/mirror...

Anyway, just because you're in a left turn lane, approaching the last car in the line to turn, never assume that that you're free and clear from someone deciding at the last second that they want to move from a stopped position into the left turn lane when you're right next to them. To clarify, I was moving, he was not...until he yanked it to the left and hit the gas. Says he didn't see me...I say it's because he never looked (clear window glass and the guys head never turned once to check his blind spot). Regardless, he admitted fault to both me and the police officer that showed up (after I demanded one...apparently SDPD doesn't dispatch an officer if there's no ambulance called
) so this shouldn't take to long for the insurance companies to finish up.Ursula, however, is probably finished. She slid 15 feet on her right cylinder which decided to give way and leak the oil contents of my engine all over the road. Believe it or not, my helmet never touched the ground...no I can't explain that. I've got a small rash from where my jacket's elbow armor popped over too far when I hit the ground and a small tear in my t-shirt that was sticking out under my jacket a bit but that's it. I was just running to the store to get some pasta sauce. Le sigh...
He hit me on the right turn signal/mirror...

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