rssLord, teach us to take our hearts and look them in the face, however difficult it may be. - D.L. Sayers
2005, April 02
Split second from death
A motorcyclist one split second from death.
Driving on Hilltop Drive yesterday, a motorcyclist came riding toward me. He became impatient, sped up and passed the car in front of him. This brought him into my lane. He swung back in time to avoid a head-on collision. However, he underestimated his own speed, and was unable to keep control of the bike as he came by my car. He was falling toward my lane as we passed.
In my rear view mirror, I saw him lying across my lane, right where I had been less than a half second before. Now what I felt was the most intense rage. He had nearly involved me in a fatal accident. Fatal to him, because I am driving a large station wagon. I was most angry that he nearly messed up my whole work day because of his incredible stupidity. He picked himself up unhurt. I swore a lot and shaking, continued driving.
Will he learn patience, some reluctance to take unnecessary risks, consideration for other people on the road, more refined motorcycling skills? I hope so, but somehow, I doubt it.
