SFSV650
The Slowest Sprotbike™
Where: 8th and Harrison, SF
Me: big honkin' Jeep cherokee in the curb lane
You: nice looking gray street triple, T-shirt, surprised look.
You zipped up the inside between traffic and the kerb at what must have been a pretty good clip, passed me a split second after the light turned green, then cut across my bow and over into the next lane. The look on your face as you turned back made me think you may actually have bumped your arm on my fender as you went by. If you saw me, I was making my involuntary 'oh no's!' face.
I'd have been happy to pull over and ask if you had made contact, but you were halfway to the next block before I cleared the intersection.
I guess you weren't expecting me to move forward when the light turned green, or maybe you hadn't thought that far ahead. Either way, you scared me good and proper, so props for that.
Ride safe, underdressed gentleman of the road.
Me: big honkin' Jeep cherokee in the curb lane
You: nice looking gray street triple, T-shirt, surprised look.
You zipped up the inside between traffic and the kerb at what must have been a pretty good clip, passed me a split second after the light turned green, then cut across my bow and over into the next lane. The look on your face as you turned back made me think you may actually have bumped your arm on my fender as you went by. If you saw me, I was making my involuntary 'oh no's!' face.
I'd have been happy to pull over and ask if you had made contact, but you were halfway to the next block before I cleared the intersection.
I guess you weren't expecting me to move forward when the light turned green, or maybe you hadn't thought that far ahead. Either way, you scared me good and proper, so props for that.
Ride safe, underdressed gentleman of the road.
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