October 14th, 2010

I’ll never know who you were, knobber

Posted in Other Stuff by 200

It’s lucky I’m here to write an entry tonight.

I mentioned only two days ago that I often drive past my local police station. I didn’t realise how soon I’d be mentioning it on my blog again.

Within sight of the police station is a T-junction. There I was driving along the road & wanting to turn off the main road into a minor road. It’s a single carriageway meaning that if anyone wants to turn right, the traffic behind have to slow & wait until the turning car is out of the way.

So I approach the junction, I’m not travelling fast as I’ve just come off a roundabout no more than 50 yards back, I signal right, pull towards the centre of the road & wait for an oncoming car to pass the junction so I can turn into it. Luckily, I was in first gear as I waited, not very long, maybe 6 or 7 seconds.

Meanwhile a car behind me has come off the roundabout & is coming towards the back of my vehicle. I see him in my mirror & then glance back to the car which is just about to pass the junction to my right. Then I hear an almighty screech of tyres behind me, look up just quick enough to see the car behind me skidding uncontrollably towards my rear end. The car on the other side of the road is just clearing the junction. I gun the car forward as fast as I can & shoot into the junction just in time to see the arsehole behind me skidding through the space my car just occupied, then release his brakes & carry on his merry way.

When I drove back that way later, the skid marks were still clear & bold, the only testament to my near-death experience.

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9 comments

  1. Ex-Peeler says:

    …..”the skid marks were clear and bold” …. And so were the ones on the road!

    October 15th, 2010 at 01:19

  2. shijuro says:

    I remember the feeling of ‘oh fcuk… that’s it then…’ when I went under a 32-ton arctic that did me on an island…

    The only reason I am here and not breathing/eating via a tube is because I grabbed the anti-submarining bars of the trailer…

    and good bike kit…

    October 15th, 2010 at 06:24

  3. the_leander says:

    Wow!

    Glad you’re ok :)

    October 15th, 2010 at 12:50

  4. rafanon says:

    Play the lottery!

    October 15th, 2010 at 14:37

  5. R/T says:

    Reminds me of when I was on a lane 3 fend-off in the small hours. Lights, signs and cones, etc, and looking in the mirror to see a car bearing down on us. I thought “This is going to hurt”. He hit us doing about 40 having braked at the last minute. How he didn’t croak I’ll never know. Nice month off in the summer, though :o )

    October 15th, 2010 at 16:41

  6. Tony F says:

    I had a similar experience on the motorway. I noticed that the traffic was slowing, and my 2 second gap was suddenly reducing, I checked behind and noticed that the vehicle behind was closing fast, so I changed lanes, (onto the hard shoulder) as he came along side of us, sideways… The Missus thought I had gone mad at first…

    October 15th, 2010 at 16:56

  7. Oi says:

    Never a copper round when you need one!

    October 15th, 2010 at 19:39

  8. a says:

    you’re lucky to be protected – if you’d have been on a bicycle he wouldn’t have bothered to brake!

    October 15th, 2010 at 22:08

  9. Phil says:

    I once broke down at the top of a slip road. Called the AA and was waiting the tow truck standing on the side. Then a brand new Surrey police BMW turned up. Blues on and packed behind me. He gets out and starts giving me grief for not rolling the car back 50 feet and onto the hard shoulder that is half way up the slip road instead of bloccking half the junction. I expain that cars are coming off the m/way too fast. He gets the pad out and starts looking the car over looking for a reason to give me a ticket. The there is a loud squeal of brakes followed by a thump as a white van driver ploughs into the back of his police car. Could not stop laughing. Poor old van driver got the book thrown at him. AA turned up and we put my car on the trailer and pissed off whilst the now very angry sarge was still explaining the highway code to the van driver and asking why he could not see a police car with blue lights on.

    October 17th, 2010 at 15:04

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