Crashes avoided - Thought processes and techniques

[R650R]

With all the talk about crashes, rider training, enforcement etc I thought how about people share stories of real near misses where a major impact was imminent and what YOU did that changed it from a crash to a near miss.
Please try not to rant but just hopefully pass on ideas about your defensive riding moves or thought processes that might turn a light on for someone else in a similar situation. As these things happen so fast its instinct so having some options floating peoples subconscious might help.
My closest moment to buying a farm (literally nearly):
Over ten years ago back when the speed enforcement was more relaxed was cruising back from a day at Manfield doing about 118km/h on 750.
Nearly back into Hastings when a ute pulls out of rural side road ahead, very dirty and taillights/indicators covered in mud etc.
Cruise up behind, pull out to overtake and suddenly he brakes and right turns into driveway.
Suddenly I'm pointed at the front right quarter panel of ute, brake violently and realise a collision seems unavoidable.
I'm too far to the right of the lane to tray and go behind him, my brain screams at me you have an option to the right, fence and paddock slightly better than hitting solid vehicle.
Let go of brakes and swerved hard to right, by some miracle (don't know if he saw me and stopped or not maybe) I pass in front and do a little jump at about 70-80k across the crown of the driveway.
OMFG I'm still alive but moto crossing on a sportsbike across a bumpy rural roadside verge then a post looms in the head light beam, some farmer has decided to use a half round post for his letter box at next driveway.
Somehow I miss that too and make it back onto the road. The next few hundred metres I ride in a daze trying to believe what just happened. Think of going back to confront him but in isolated area not sure if perhaps it was some county redneck doing it on purpose maybe or accidental and carry on...
There's been other stuff like campervan on wrong side of road near Queenstown where I had my foot off the peg and on the back seat so as not to lose it if we did hit but that ute one sticks in my mind as it was a close as you get without hitting something at open road speed.

Right post away :)

[SMOKEU]

My scary experiences have mainly been with gravel or other slippery surfaces on the roads. Once I was so sure I was going to drop the GSXR when I lost the front end riding around a corner that I put my foot down, and that bounced the bike back upright. Fuck that.

Another time I had to change my line at the last second when I saw a fuckload of bricks all over SH75 around a blind corner (I stopped and threw them all off a cliff). I narrowly avoided hitting them, but hitting bricks of that size while leaned over would almost certainly have lead to a bin.

I guess the main thing is not to panic, and to keep a cool head. It's very easily said in theory, but once it happens IRL it's much harder to do so, especially when every millisecond means you're deeper and deeper in the shit.

[russd7]

two incidents when younger and riding trailies, first in town, woman came out of side road saw me cruising up the road and panicked and stopped dead in my path, only option i had was hit the picks real hard, stopped with my front wheel touching her back door, stupid thing was if she had kept going i could have ridden around her quite easily.
second time was on open road, following a car down the road, he indicated and started to pull left so i started to move right and he decided to turn in to a drive on the right, i was already committed and breaking wasn't going to help so layed on the gas and stopped in a ditch, upright mind you, prick didn't even get out of his f**ken car to help me drag my bike out of the ditch.

a couple of year ago on the ZZR heading home from a rally, it was wet as hell, came up behind a stock truck, as soon as we got on to a straight and i could see the way was clear i pulled out to cruise past, a car came around the bend up further so i layed on the gas a little and the back of the bike lit up and started dancing to a tune i wasn't keen on, i just stayed relaxed backed off just a little and kept the nose going straight until i had traction again then layed on the gas a little more gently to get past the truck, this wasn't a close call as i remember it at the time but had the potential for disaster if i had of panicked.

think the answer is just keep a cool head and maybe a change of jocks under ya seat

[russd7]

not a close call but potential for serious hurt.
last year on one of the thursday night rides, coming around a bend and spotted a tractor heading across a paddock to an open gateway, drivers body language told me he was not going to stop so i threw the anchor out and sure enough he came straight out on to the road without looking, i had almost come to a standstill before he even saw me. Did think about stopping him and dragging him from the tractor but at the end of the day all that would have got me was a criminal conviction.
moral of the story, be aware of what other people are going to do even when they don't know.

im sure many other riders have similar stories but don't really think about them as they don't always end in close calls because they have been avoided well before it got to the point of being a close call

[unstuck]

not a close call but potential for serious hurt.
last year on one of the thursday night rides, coming around a bend and spotted a tractor heading across a paddock to an open gateway, drivers body language told me he was not going to stop so i threw the anchor out and sure enough he came straight out on to the road without looking, i had almost come to a standstill before he even saw me. Did think about stopping him and dragging him from the tractor but at the end of the day all that would have got me was a criminal conviction.
moral of the story, be aware of what other people are going to do even when they don't know.

im sure many other riders have similar stories but don't really think about them as they don't always end in close calls because they have been avoided well before it got to the point of being a close call

That pulling out with the tractor thing seems to be quite common down here for some reason. Had it happen to me heaps, unfortunately Im not as zen about it as you russ, and have gotten myself in a little shit in the past for my tantrums.:o

[russd7]

That pulling out with the tractor thing seems to be quite common down here for some reason. Had it happen to me heaps, unfortunately Im not as zen about it as you russ, and have gotten myself in a little shit in the past for my tantrums.:o

must be an age thing cause its getting harder and harder to resist the temptation

[ducatilover]

I've had a few, but one of the nicer ones to share was at the lights in Palmy about 8 years ago, had a female come hooning up behind me (yes, I watch my mirrors) whilst I was on a red, when I figured she wasn't stopping in time I dropped the clutch and moved right.
My theory being, most people in RHD cars swerve left.
It worked and she looked a tiny bit sheepish and carried on with her life.

With vehicles pulling out etc, you can rain yourself not to fixate on it. Helps a hell of a lot with staying alive, have looked past a few vehicles/at an escape route and made it around.

Problem is, I still can't ride for shit :Oi:

[slofox]

"Preventative awareness" is better than any amount of bullet dodging. Which is basically asking yourself what could go wrong at any point in any journey and taking measures to avoid the situation before it happens. Not after.

[unstuck]

On a trail ride last weekend I got asked how I managed to go so quickly on some of the rougher sections of the track. In reply, I said that the other guys were looking at the ruts and rocks on the trail, while I was looking at the way around them. Its about noticing the obstacle then letting that go and looking for the way around instead. If you keep looking at the big rut up the middle of the trail, your gonna end up in it. I usually take the same approach to road riding, notice the obstacle then look for the way around, dont keep looking at the thing you dont want to hit. :niceone:

[pritch]

With all the talk about crashes, rider training, enforcement etc I thought how about people share stories of real near misses where a major impact was imminent and what YOU did that changed it from a crash to a near miss.


I have described near misses in the past but it's not very rewarding. You get a bunch of people who weren't there, and apparently have limited reading ability, and possibly likewise limited riding skills, telling you what you were doing wrong.

[R650R]

I have described near misses in the past but it's not very rewarding. You get a bunch of people who weren't there, and apparently have limited reading ability, and possibly likewise limited riding skills, telling you what you were doing wrong.

That's to be expected on KB ;) And why I asked people to just talk about something they think worked in case X. Some interesting stories coming through though.

[george formby]

Over the years I have had a few but never the same one twice.
My only off was due to a truck & trailer trying to turn into a very narrow lane one night. Riding home from work about 11pm I noticed some small orange lights up ahead, everything else was in darkness. I rolled off slightly, puzzled, & then my 3 1/2 candle power head light lit up the trailer unit in front of me, completely blocking the road. I went underneath it still hanging onto the bike. Made a mess of my gear but meself & the bike were remarkably unscathed. The lights were the wee ones on the trailer & the trailer was black or dark blue.

I must have made the decision to lay the bike down instantly, no recollection of anything other than my eyes hitting my visor when I realised what it was.

What I've learned from this & every other close shave is find your gap, look where you want to go & ride the bike! He who hesitates is lost.

Something else I've learned, modern tires are amazing!

[Tazz]

I try and think of the dumbest thing a vehicle/hazard/asshat in front of me could do.....and just wait for it to happen. :banana:

Rocks and unmarked gravel on the road have given me a few decent pucker moments though (and one lump in the road south of Kaikoura I always seem to hit at night). Have only had to make the call once of binning or crossing to the wrong side where there was no gravel once. Just a split second scan if anything was coming and decided to cross. Luckily there was a bit of a straight ahead and not another blind corner =)

[george formby]

Gravel is a given oop here. As long as it's the back that steps out she'll be right. Been heading towards the centre line a couple of times since they started using brown scoria for road repairs. You can't see it. On a straight your first indication is the sound of it pinging off the bike. K'in hate it!

[bogan]

Avoidance "what's that guy doing, how about that other joker, has he seen me, what's hiding behind that hedge...etc etc"
Evasion "that's where I'm going" not "that's what I have to evade"

[Ocean1]

I was pootling along Akaroa highway on my orange street triple and some idiot on a big red bike....

P'raps not.

The one that makes me paranoid enough for most situations is one where I had fuck all cards to play. I was passing a truck/trailer unit on a long rural straight with good visibility when a car appeared from behind a hedge off to the right, 30 to 40 metres ahead and turned towards me.

I spent an uncomfortable 3 seconds directly behind the tractor unit's rear wheels, under the trailer deck.

[bogan]

The one that sticks with me, is when an old lady turned across my path into her own driveway when I assumed she would have seen me. It was a full e-stop, no evasion attempted because I was not sure if she would stop and let me go left, or keep going and let me go right. I hit the passenger side rear door hard enough to dent it and bend a fork, and squash my nuts on the tank but I didn't drop her. So 100% her fault, but now I'm damn sure to look at wheel direction/rotation, car attitude, driver's eyes, etc; had I been as good at preventative awareness as I am now, I'm pretty sure I would have pulled up a few m shorter.

[pritch]

OK, one from the way back stack.

Morning commute on my AJS 350 in a line of traffic. To my left front there was a guy standing at a bus stop, his face lit up with recognition at someone in one of the cars.
I headed for the curb and braked. His mate saw him and slammed on the brakes and there was a four car end to end pile up beside me, right where I had just been on the bike.

[roogazza]

In fifty years of riding I have had many,many near misses (some really dumb ones).
In about 71 all the guys were filling up at Piecock before heading home over the hill. One of my mates Nev (Hiscock) laughed while I was filling the tank and not waiting ,took off.
I finished and set off to catch the bugger. Finally caught his 750 Comando (me on a 315 Suzuki) at a big sweeping right hander near Part-a-nui. I swished past glad to have caught him,grinned,FUCK ! and drifted into a water ditch on the left side of the road! Rode thru the ditch and a tree overhanging the ditch,nearly tore my head off,out the other side the road went left ! Across the road I went ,still on, and scraped along the fence on that side of the road ! Stayed on,green shit over the front of my 'Bell' and a bloody sore neck.

Had a fag and went home at 50mph.That was a biggy! RIP Nev.LOL He laughed his head off.

[sugilite]

Had to many to mention. The thing that has served me best is to have a "crashing is not an option" mindset, that more than any other thing has got me through several seemingly impossible situations.

[ellipsis]

...five or so years back at 5 o clock , peak hour traffic I with entered one of the busy roundabouts, at Sockburn, Chch...I had the right of way and and was alone on the roundabout with what seemed like half of the traffic in Chch giving away to me...I wanted the second exit and was half way there when a little jap car decided I wasn't really there at all...the girl driving had that terrified look and I had enough time to think, this is gonna hurt...there was no room for me to go behind her and exit where I was going...I heaved the sporty right and tried to hit her at a less acute angle...somehow I ended up parallel to her and the projected pain turned into a soft docking with my left footpeg jammed under her door sill...it locked me there upright and the silly schoolgirl carried on...I screamed through my visor while staring into her face, stop. She did, she wound down the window as I was extricating my peg from under her car...I was more relieved than angry at that point...all I could say to her was...'go home and tell your mum what you just did'...all the cars giving way had a fantastic view, and I carried around the roundabout...I got a few toots and thumbs up...I count that as pure luck...

[SPman]

Had to many to mention. The thing that has served me best is to have a "crashing is not an option" mindset, that more than any other thing has got me through several seemingly impossible situations. That mindset has kept me upright in several sticky.....or more correctly, slippery situations......after mentally noting the road verge looks nice and comfortable to lie down on.......fecking diesel spills.....

[quickbuck]

Closest one for me:
Was on my CBR600 at a Track Day at Manfeild.
Front tyre was brand new and the rear was 50% worn.
I ride around there at a fair pace for an older CBR and was getting quite keen.
I put it into turn 1 and felt I wasn't going quite fast enough as I Apexed it...... Yup, I was a silly fool and gave the thing on the right a bit of a twist!

The back stepped out then grabbed! I was almost high-sided but held on.
The Tank Slapper that resulted was tamed just in time for me to head for the Run Off.
Unfortunately the Run-off had an enormous Pot Hole in it! So I smacked into that too!
At this point i was most likely doing about 70k ish... hard to tell because the worst place to look is the speedo!

The front wheel smacked into the pothole and sent the bike into another tank slapper DOWN THE GRASS toward point 2 marshal point.
I recovered that and rode it back to the pits by rejoining at Turn 5.

The rim had a bend in the bead and the tyre went flat shortly after stopping.......

Took ages to find a new rim. Never found a red one......

How I avoided disaster: Keep your head and eyes up......

[george formby]

Keep your head and eyes up......

Yeah. And ride the bloody bike! Even it's bucking like an angry bull.
Amazin how fast your brain works when your date snaps shut like a prison cell door.

[unstuck]

when your date snaps shut like a prison cell door.

Or when you hear the prison cell door opening in the middle of the night.:pinch:

[george formby]

Or when you hear the prison cell door opening in the middle of the night.:pinch:
So prison sex is counter intuitive too? Should be opening when everything is screaming close it.

[unstuck]

So prison sex is counter intuitive too? Should be opening when everything is screaming close it.

Prison sex is best solo I reckon.:devil2:

[george formby]

Prison sex is best solo I reckon.:devil2:

All options best avoided full stop I reckon.

Look where you've brought this thread to Unstuck, shame on you.

Reet, back on topic..... As you were.

[Motu]

I crashed more than most as a young fella, and my near misses were legion. The crashes finally stopped, but the close shaves still happen - and that's a good thing, keeps the whole thing real, and you always learn something. Sometimes you do the right thing to save the situation, and sometimes you do the wrong thing...and still save the plot. Ah, you didn't know that, so there is another skill to add to your database...or in Kenny Roberts world, another package to hang on your wall of experience, to grab in the same situation. Sometimes the bikes skill level exceeds your own, and pulls you through hanging onto it's coat tails. Sometimes the deficiencies of the bike prove to be an asset in a bad situation...on a better bike you'd have crashed....sobering stuff.

The thought process ? It's so fast it's in slow motion, so many decisions, assessed and discarded one by one....one doesn't make sense, but we're going for it anyway. As mentioned before, look beyond the immediate problem - where you want to be is where you'll end up.

[SuperMac]

http://the-ride-info.blogspot.co.uk/p/survive-fatal-crash.html

In some ways, the worst crash I've had - at 12-15mph . . .

[iranana]

In my four years of riding I've never had a crash, but I've had two pretty close calls. The first was going through a roundabout in wet weather. I hit a patch of oil slick right at the hardest point of the turn with a negative camber and lost traction. I was going to quick for the corner, quite frankly, and my rear wheel just started sliding out on me. This was when I rode an RG150, and purely out of reflex I put my foot down and kicked myself back upright. I was pretty wobbly, but I made it out of the roundabout OK. Had it been a heavier bike, I probably would have binned it.

The second closest call I've had was once again on the RG150. I was blasting around a left hand corner at around midnight, when this rather large dog just came wandering out from behind a car. It stood there, directly in my path of travel, so I leant in harder hoping to avoid it, and I managed to miss it by a few cm's. I was bracing myself for a messy crash, complete with dog guts, but thankfully, there was none of that...

[george formby]

What Motu said, some bikes do some stuff betterer than others, who would have thought that a CBR 600 could leap onto a wide kerb at 80mph & back onto the road again unscathed? Not me, but I saw it. T'was another tractor did that...

I reckon any reasonably looked after semi modern bike really does not want to crash.

Back in a Blighty a few years ago I was returning from Dumfries to Newcastle on the A69, bastard of a road, traffic mayhem. It was pishin doon, had been for weeks. I could not see s%&t, really. Any hoo, yet again, an artic decided to turn right, across my lane into a big lay by. Must have been time for his snoo. Pretty certain their was no indication, no lights on either. But the truck was red this time. Those big bar stewards really limit your options for an exit so I had to chuck the anchors out first & figure out what was the least painful escape route whilst realizing I could not stop.
Easy, chuck the bike into the lay by entry, too. Hard on the brakes, in the rain, big truck just a couple of feet from me. Those light speed synapses managed to back off the front brake quickly & gently enough to get the bike around the corner. It never moved. Loved Bridgestone's ever since. I could not ride into that lay by, at that speed, in the dry, consciously.
I was riding more or less a 1000 mile's a week on that trip back home, easy, sometimes double, so was right on my game. The bike was as comfortable & familiar as me underpants. I think this helped a lot when the shit hit the fan.

[noobi]

Dunno if im welcome here or not, only riding dirty bikes and what not.
I've had some pretty horrendous close calls off road.

Two that stick in my mind were from marshaling trail rides.
The first was a quad wide forestry track, clay, greasy. Come over a left hand crest at a fair speed, not race fast or anything, and see this flipping tiny kid lying in the middle of the track having the bike trap her underneath. Forgot to mention its also really steep off to the right, and a bank on the left. Instinct said don't hit the kid no matter what. So just missed her and just about pulled it up, but just went over the edge, I jumped off the bike and managed to not fall too far down. Climb back up and help this poor kid, probably 5 or 6, no one around to supervise her. A second after moving her bike, another person does the same as me, but has no control and asses off exactly where the kid was. Guess it was a close call for her.
Had to bush bash my bike down the hill for about 10min to rejoin the track, it wasn't going back up the hill.

At another trail ride, come across a slight crest, also slightly to the left. I was on my 3rd or 4th lap, so knew roughly what the track was doing. I figured I could clip the inside of the bike marks over the crest and carry on, I thought there was nothing sinister on the other side. So probably 4th gear mid throttle, probably 60k or something, come over the crest with the bike pointing straight at a stump, probably a meter or more in diameter, and 500mm high. Just made the call that if I hit that, I won't ride out of it, so threw myself off the bike. Probably looked pretty spectacular, rolling along the ground and all that, came to a stop and did the 'check all my body parts are still moving' and everything checked out. Went over to the bike, and the left hand side of the bars is buried about a third of the way into the stump.


So I guess I didn't really avoid either of those.

[Ripperjon]

I had a scary moment when i was riding home on new tyres on my old 250.
I was taking it easy but was paranoid about the slippy new rubber, especially cos it started pissing down and i had a big(ish) ride home ahead (Invercargill to Queenstown).
It was probably the fear of sliding that made it slide (stiffening up on the bars and braking too much).
And slide it did. I don't know for sure but it felt like both wheels slid at least a little and i immediately started deciding whether to slide down the road on my belly or back.
I was surprisingly calm once it happened though and remembered what i'd read in 'twist of the wrist' and kept the gas on and loosened right up on the bars.
Got a decent bit of shake as it sorted itself out, but i let it happen and didnt fight it and before i knew it, i was back on track and it was over.
It all happened really fast, but im sure if i'd tried too hard to fix it myself, i'd have been off.

[Metastable]

Can't say I have had too many close calls on a bike on the road.... more while driving. A few that stick out:

- While driving my F-150 with family dog etc though the Rogers Pass, a minivan pulling a trailer with a home made wooden roof passed me. Shortly after the roof came flying off. I saw it go up.... looked to the shoulder.... took it and the roof landed beside me on the road where I would have been.
- Driving in downtown Toronto a woman walking in the same direction on the sidewalk inexplicably just decided to cross the road.... I almost wonder if she was trying to off herself..... I knew there were no vehicles in the lane beside me and just swerved to that lane just missing her. Honestly average Joe who typically doesn't go to the race track would probably have smoked her.
- Driving at night through a small downtown area, a drunk kid just jumped in front of the car and did a huge roar/yell. Not sure how I didn't hit him... stopped inches from that bastard. His friend pulled him out of the way and apologized.
- Driving on the freeway at night cresting a hill there is a bumper taking over the entire lane. There were no cars in the lane next to me, I swerved real hard and just clipped the end of the bumper spinning it.... no damage to the car. Again... good thing I spent time at the track.

In most of those cases I knew my surroundings (i.e. paying attention), expecting the unexpected, looking where I wanted to go as opposed to the object, and thankfully having enough performance driving experience to be able to just do things automatically as opposed to thinking about it. You don't really have time to think.


Come to think about it, I had a huge OH shit moment on a motorcycle..... going over a set of double tracks the bike did a lock to lock to lock tank slapper.... it just ripped my hands off instantly. The bike sorted itself..... I was just on for the ride. Worst thing would have been to try to fight it, but I had no chance to do that anyway.

[300weatherby]

Coming down Dyers pass city side, approaching a blind 90 degree right hander, a group of cyclists had just come around toward us, the following oncoming cars decided to swing wide to pass them, putting them over the centre line as we approach to go in, nekminit- woman in a hurry decides to go AROUND:eek: the cars, completely occupying our side of the road and was initially hidden from our view as a couple of the oncoming vehicals were SUV types, nowhere to go and we were zipping along as per normal.........

There was a strip of gravel about a foot wide, between the oncoming car and the armco gaurd rail ( which had one of those big square crash absorbers fitted on the end), some how managed to react quickly enough to stick the Busa in the gravel and keep it pointed as my knee bounced it's way along the car, and stay off the barrier at the same time, the fun factor increased as the barrier goes around the corner and I am two up zipping along on a Busa carrying too much momentum........

Somehow got it turned inside the barrier still on the gravel, bike loose as like a trail bike, and regained the seal:sweatdrop, couple of corners later was a layby for cars, turned the bike around amd malleted it up the hill at warp 9, caught and passed the stupid woman and forced her to a stop, was going to jump off the bike and smash things on her car, never got the chance, the wife jumped off the back rushed the driver and went quite psycho and made her (the driver) burst into tears, was so astonished at the wife, I just stayed on the bike while she raged ( as the traffic built up ) eventually the wife lets the woman drive off, crying so much there was snot running down her face (yuuuuck!)

The wife, who has learned to watch every thing when on the bike and had been paying attention, said later the she fixated on the big square bash guard, and thought we were dead. Had I not been a racer, we would have been, because: I have learned to look for the gap and go there, not even waste concious think time on the obstical.

Do all the courses you like, nothing prepares you for something like that, if you think, too late you are dead. It is NOT paranoia, they actually are trying to kill you, be prepared at all times

[george formby]

Dats scary 300 Weatherby. My G/F has that effect on some people, too. :2thumbsup for bailing the numpty, she was probably a bit shocked, too.

A course may not give you the solution to such a dilemma but if you learn & practice it will certainly help. Time on the bike, too, is paramount. Sunny Sunday arvo riders ain't gonna cut it.

Did someone mention tank slappers? I had a 7fiddly kawasaki that would smack my thumbs off the tank at 120 mph but was tickety boo at 130mph. No idea why. Just had to keep my head up & the throttle pinned. Scary in a straight line, surreal with any lean on.

[Metastable]

H2? :shit:

[Taxythingy]

Thought processes - what thought processes?

I just about planted myself into a driver's door on Friday afternoon. Turning right on the roundabout from Springs Rd to Halswell Junction Rd & Southern Motorway. Saw a car coming from the other direction in his left lane, thought "you're probably going to go straight ahead in front of me" and rolled the throttle off just before he started moving. Had the presence of mind to check my left mirror and glance sideways (clear) but figured he'd just do what they normally do and scoot through.

Wrong. He wasn't in a hurry to get to the pub at all. Lazy git. The real problem though was me. I was thinking "oh, he's probably just drifting round to the left slowly. Or something." Also wrong. Then I reacted too slowly, didn't look for an escape route (round the roundabout), forgot completely about using the horn, and fixated on the object drifting in front of me.

Then he did what most people do when a motorbike is heading right at them. He stopped.

Brakes it was then. Rear locked up but I stopped about 3 feet short, bike upright and clutch in (woot). Looked at him, shook my head and rode around the front of his car. Then in a fit of "stupiddumbassgitpratswearwords" I high-tailed it round the next roundabout onto the motorway with bad cornering lines, failed to react to the slower traffic in my lane in comfortable time, flicked the bike into the other lane (did do the head check), whacked it up to 115 (125 by my speedo), then started thinking again.

Didn't take long to work out that the driver screwed up by not looking, but I really fucked it up about half a dozen times.

[russd7]

driving in to invercargill yesterday, most invercargil peeps know about the steel road stop (giveway dont stop) intersection, already claimed motorcyclists, i was heading towards invers and a stoopid bitch didn't stop didn't or look came straight out in front of a dude on a harley he saw her coming and was already braking but still had to swing wide to miss her, i saw the whole thing unfolding and moved left to give him room, considered doing a uturn to get her number and report but to much traffic behind, not two mins later at the lorneville round about and i was still cursing the stoopid bitch in the suv and a dickhead in another suv comes straight through the round about in front of me cutting me off, again saw him coming and knew he was not going to give way so was already braking, he continued on his way just cutting in and out of the traffic in town not giving a rats arse about anyone else on the road, then leaving town another big fat suv with a young fella driving it spent most his time in two lanes, i just stayed back and kept my distance, was losing my cool tho. real Pleased to get home again. fuckin suv should be banned from town, only the fatone i saw had actually been off road, the others were just fuckin status symbols and that is what most have them for, bloody remuera tractors.
oh and for all you dickheds in suv, ya don't need them to tow trailors, i have farmed all my life and never owned one for towing a trailor, only ones i ever had never left the farm.