So I just had an object lesson in the old adage "Nobody notices motorcylces."
Yes, both me and Scorpio are okay.
Driving down Great North Rd from the city, towards the lights at the intersection with St Lukes Rd. Took off pretty fast from the lights at Stadium Rd, well clear of the cars behind me. Noticed the huge line of cars before the lights and slowed down, no need to speed, I can just pootle into the bus lane on the left, no problem. I'm in 3rd gear at this point.
Some instinct must have warned me to slow down, because suddenly a lady in a green car (Corolla?) swings out into my way. No indication. There's a moment of blank incomprehension - panic - go evasive - RIGHTRIGHTAVOIDAVOIDAVOID - BRAKESBRAKESCLUTCHBRAKES - she must have noticed me at this point because she stops - a gentle bumph against my leg, her right headlight topples to the asphalt. Stop. Stalled.
Push Scorpio to the right hand side of the lane. Start her again, check the side. Check my leg. All okay. She pulls up beside me.
"I'm so sorry! I didn't see you! Are you okay?"
"I'm fine. So's the bike."
A sigh of relief - "Thank god."
"Yeah. It's okay. Nobody notices a motorcycle. Consider it a lesson."
"I will!"
"It's only my third ride -" (with sarcasm) "- I'll consider it a learning experience."
"Yes. Are you sure you're okay?"
"Yeah, no problem. Your car isn't though..." Off the bike, on the stand, pick up her fallen light, hand it to her. "You lost your light."
"Thanks so much!"
"Y' welcome. Drive safe." Back on the bike, in gear, forward to the lights - going orange, then red - sigh of relief. Neutral. Pat Scorpio. Calming down. Breathe.
Lights go green. In gear. Go.
I'm alive. First SMIDSY, survived.
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