I had just come down the blue line. orange is braking. red is the Citizen-Avenger.
well.....as I approached the whole thing I noticed no cars at all, and nobody was sitting at the bus stop bench and there were no cyclists anywhere in the vicinity of the corner.....so I picked up on the throttle to pick my speed up, braked a touch, and draped myself off the side of the bike and leaned her into the corner. I was not pushing to the limit....just enjoying a nice, clean, empty corner.
Then WonderMan showed up. This citizen-avenger, mounted on his trusty 12-speed steed, saw me as he was riding up the off-ramp against the flow of traffic. He was well off to the side of the road, and clearly saw me as i was COMPLETELY straightened back up and picking up speed and making ground down the off-ramp and he was heading straight for me. His split-second reaction was to teach me a lesson....so....
he swerved his bike DIRECTLY into my path. I couldnt believe what the hell I was witnessing. I braked VERY hard (not so hard as to lift the rear or to lock anything) but still pretty damn hard (hard enough to cause a front end slide if there was even some kind of low-traction road-imperfection). I had ample distance to slow to a crawl because *OMFG WOW* i was NOT riding dangerously.
I pretty much stop 3 feet from him staring at him, in COMPLETE AMAZEMENT at what this guy had just done. I think even he realized how retarded it was for him to move in front of, and STOP in front of a motorcycle travelling at speed....because his face turned red and he looked at the ground and started muttering "I'm sorry". Then he rolled on back up the off-ramp (still on the same side of the road as he had started on). I slid over to the side of the road as I considered turning the bike around and chewing him out....but I was still in complete amazement at what I had just witnessed that I rolled down the off-ramp and carried on down to groat road.
Somebody give that man his medal.
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