At the lights junction of Ellerslie Panmure Highway turning right into Lunn Ave, 6.45am ish this morning. I’m at the head of the queue in the right hand lane, car on my left and two cars behind me.
Sun is low in the sky behind me so in the eyes of oncoming traffic
I see a small red car, I think it was a Barina (and it didn’t have the Wiggles in it) coming the other way. As it gets to the Wendy’s it veers over to their right meaning it is now coming right at me.
Faaaaarrrrrkkkkk, there is a car coming straight towards me, I got nowhere to go other than drop the bike and leap over the bonnet of the car next to me a la Starsky & Hutch. Fecking arse muscles tighten and I am waiting for what looks like the inevitable……
The cage to my right sounds their horn (thank fuck) and the person on their inside lane does the same and drops back, knowing full well that the driver will swerve into the left hand lane….which she does…..
As the car goes past me I see a middle aged female driver squinting like fuck cos of the sun AND talking in a cellphone. She had no sunnys and the internal visors were up, so she is a disaster waiting to happen.
I did not get the rego because I was scraping my guts off the floor with the fucking fright of it. The whole thing would have lasted a couple of seconds but it was like slow motion at the time….
Lights turn green, I pull into Lunn Ave, ride along till I find a bit of waste ground at the back of the new shops then blllaaarrrrrgghhh….up come the guts. I anit scared to say that this little incident shit the life out of me.
And it’s my wedding anniversary today…that poor woman has endured 14 years with me but you know what they say, once you’ve had fat you will never look back…
I phoned Mrs Max to tell her and her reply in typical Mrs Max fashion was “So, you’ll be home then, bugger, I was hoping for a quite night and a good cry..”
Be fucking careful out there guys and gals….
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