So, yesterday I was hit by a bus.
To save me typing it, you can hear the recording I made on my phone after I came out of the Police station. The second recording is after I’d been back to the scene and pieced together a bit more of the ‘evidence’ that I’d missed in the heat of the incident.
It’s in the same Soundcloud link below and in it, I sound a little more shocked having thought through what might of happened. (There is a little bit of potty-mouth in there, but I WAS quoting).
Me. In shock on Soundcloud.
I’m still not sure how I feel about it 24 hours on.
I’ve ridden in the city for years and have had hairy moments before. They usually happen as a result of peoples ignorance or laziness. Yesterday’s was different as the guy meant it.
What does stick with me is that it was another example of people doing things with no concept of the possible consequences. It’s like the people that drive up our (30 MPH) residential road at 60 or 70 miles an hour. Travelling at that speed, if something goes wrong (a blow-out, swerving to avoid an animal/child/cyclist, or making a spelling mistake on the text they’re writing) on a motorway might mean crossing lanes or at worst hitting a barrier. On our street, it means their car ending up in our front room.
The guy driving the bus yesterday was ‘teaching me a lesson’. It was afterall, his ‘f—ing road’ and sure, driving his double-decker into me certainly got my attention. In his mind, he believed the situation was under control and he knew what he was doing.
I can only hope that the witnesses, the Police and the bus company would have taken the incident seriously if I hadn’t been able to tell anyone what happened.