Posted on 06/19/2024 4:42:21 PM PDT by Morgana
“Well, what the heck does Subaru have to do with it? Why is it even mentioned?”
If guns can kill people, then cars can kill people. /sarc
I drive a Subaru. Fine vehicle.
That’s interesting material.
Thanks for sharing.
So you never travel on motorways then? Because every time you travel on one, driver or passenger, pogo stick or motor vehicle, you're depending on every other idiot on the road for your safety.
2 cases of beer, 33 hours and 3 tanks of gas, make a game of it see if you can drink a case of beer faster than using a tank of gas.🤪
There are numerous service roads along the freeways around DFW Airport. The cyclists were not on a freeway.
Greetings from Valley Ranch.
Fort Worth has an extensive bicycles only lane network.
The driver shouldn’t have been drunk but I don’t have much sympathy for the elitist bicycle snobs who think they are equal to motor vehicles but are little more than traffic hazards.
I’ll partly agree…
Except I am surrounded by steel, safety features, lighting, seat belts, and air bags.
And I do not depend on them. I depend on my situational awareness and habits.
On a bicycle you are out there with a helmet and spandex.
“Look further down where it crosses Airport Freeway.”
Why? I showed where you said it was not.
” and it has nothing to do with driving on the left or on the right.”
It has everything to do with driving on the left and passing on the right.
HaHa :-))))
Have it your way. I’m not going to bother explaining it again.
This was a terrible experience for you. I am so sorry that you had to go through all that and are still ( very reasonably) struggling with PTSD.
I commute about a mile on my electric assist tricycle to my university classes.
We live on an urban street with little traffic. I have excellent mirrors that I check constantly. When I see a car coming from behind I pull over and stop even though I am in a designated bike lane. I think the motorists appreciate my doing that. Everyone is on the same schedule and over the past 2 years I have come to recognize many of the motorists and their cars. They know me, too, and often wave.
Those cyclists who don’t follow the traffic rules are very irritating to me.
Very interesting factoid. Thank you.
I harbor no ill will against cyclists, but I do get irritable when they hog the road three or four across.
After about six months, the little video in my head began to fade in both resolution and color.
When it first happened, it was a 1 or even 1.5 second sequence of what I saw, indelibly recorded and burned into my brain.
But even though it was only about a second in real life, the clip stretched on in super slow-motion, ultra-high definition mode, and I could see the cyclist in sharp vivid color, perfect ballet-like tandem with his bike, cartwheeling head over heels past my field of view.
It would play over and over again, the fidelity exactly the same as a digital copy of a movie.
Thankfully after three months the vision became less frequent, and lost some of its fidelity, to the point now when I deliberately conjure it up, it is grainy and indistinct, degrading with time.
Funny thing though-early on, as high definition and super slow motion as it was, I could never see the features of the guy’s face.
The face was an oblong, pale oval, with a dark black hole where the mouth was gaping open. No eyes, nose, ears, eyebrows, lips...nothing. Just pale white with the gaping dark mouth in a silent scream. As he went from left to right, tumbling, I could see his bare calves, the biking shoes, the spokes of the wheels spinning, even as the bike was cartwheeling, and the composite frame of the expensive bike,
But even with all that detail, I could never make out the features of his face.
Anyway. I don’t see it unbidden now. I have to think of it. Thankfully. And I wasn’t even physically injured. But I sure had a tough time getting it out of my mind.
But I did have a very jarring related experience that made me accept even more deeply the unique character of memories of that nature.
I had heard that the series “Better Call Saul” was pretty good, and I liked the guy when I had seen him in “Breaking Bad”, so late one night (about six months after the accident) I was all by myself, completely relaxed, in my own living room, and put one of the early episodes on.
It started off with the main character driving down the road of a suburban neighborhood, the camera just behind and to the right of his head, so you could see part of the back of his head, and out the front windshield as if you were driving.
The guy was turning this way and that, kind of lazily, as he talked on the phone to someone (I think)
Then...WHAM!
In an instant, from being completely relaxed and safe, my heart was pounding, and I felt encased in a cocoon of terrible panic. I fumbled wildly for the hand controller, juggling and wiggling it trying to shut the whole system off, all the while hoarsely saying “F**k! F**k! F**k!”
I thought I was completely over it. I wasn’t seeing it or dreaming about it (or compulsively relating it to someone, which I did for the first several weeks/months) and was very relaxed, the thought of the accident wasn’t even in the same solar system I was, it was that far out of my mind.
But the vision as I watched that movie, looking out the windshield of that car, and the abrupt WHAM as the guy hit some person on a bike...it reached down and made it real in a fraction of a second, and I didn’t even see that coming. I went from completely relaxed to completely frantic in a split second.
Ok, you win.
You don’t like me.
I don’t like you.
So that’s one thing we can agree on.
“So that’s one thing we can agree on.”
Nope. I have no dislike for you.
Thanks for the laugh.
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