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This cold and sunny morning I rode to the Tim Hortons close to work for my caffiene fix and a prefab breakfast sandwich. There's a 1/2 wide parking spot right out front at the end that looks like the line painters measured wrong or something but it's perfect for a bike, so that's where I park. I can also see my bike from inside so it's all good.
While I'm sitting reading my book I hear a big twin go muttering by a couple of times, I look out and see a big decker looking for the perfect spot. Apparently around the corner was the closest he could tolerate parking his bike to mine. Gave me a little chuckle. Then I hear another big twin maneuvering out front next to my bike. I can't see because of the wall but when this 5 foot asian guy walks in with leathers I figure this is the man and now I really want to see what he's driving.
I finish up, walk outside and see this beautiful black Shadow cruiser parked next to the Fish. I walked to the back of my bike to grab my helmet and just had time to appreciate the guys' excellent defensive parking job (diagonal across the end of the parking spot, nose out but well within the lines) as a Ford Escape wheels in wide into the next spot and knocks the poor guys' bike flying. His driver front corner hit the Shadow drivers' side rear hard enough to sent the rear signal flying up into the air to land almost at my feet. The driver of the Escape was still wearing that slackjawed look of surprise as I pointed at him and yelled, 'Don't f****ing move!', and ran back inside to grab the bike owner out of the lineup. He seemed a lot calmer than I was but I think he was in shock and I was just angry on his behalf. Then the cager starts babbling about how he didn't see the bike, how the lady next to him opened her door etc, all the lame excuses that I'm sure anyone who's had an 'encounter' has heard before.
When I interrupted him to remind him that I'd seen the whole thing, that he'd pulled in fast and wide, that I could see that he wasn't looking where he was going and that he'd be better off making with the insurance info instead of excuses he got all riled at me
, got aggressive, swearing at me and saying that I was accusing him of doing it on purpose. I told him that I didn't think that at all, that it was obviously a matter of him not paying attention but that it was still completely his fault and that if he didn't get out of my face I would happily put him up against the wall and kick the s**t out of him. I helped pick up the bike, wrote my name and numbers down for the biker and told him that I'd seen everything and that I'd be pleased to tell anyone who needed to know. Then I turned to the cager, who wouldn't make eye contact with me anymore, and apologised for my language but reiterated that excuses don't excuse bad driving.
I apologised to the biker but I was late for work and had to go. I told him he should call the cops and told him to please call me if he needed a witness.
It's just as well it wasn't my bike. Seems I have a bit of a temper...
While I'm sitting reading my book I hear a big twin go muttering by a couple of times, I look out and see a big decker looking for the perfect spot. Apparently around the corner was the closest he could tolerate parking his bike to mine. Gave me a little chuckle. Then I hear another big twin maneuvering out front next to my bike. I can't see because of the wall but when this 5 foot asian guy walks in with leathers I figure this is the man and now I really want to see what he's driving.
I finish up, walk outside and see this beautiful black Shadow cruiser parked next to the Fish. I walked to the back of my bike to grab my helmet and just had time to appreciate the guys' excellent defensive parking job (diagonal across the end of the parking spot, nose out but well within the lines) as a Ford Escape wheels in wide into the next spot and knocks the poor guys' bike flying. His driver front corner hit the Shadow drivers' side rear hard enough to sent the rear signal flying up into the air to land almost at my feet. The driver of the Escape was still wearing that slackjawed look of surprise as I pointed at him and yelled, 'Don't f****ing move!', and ran back inside to grab the bike owner out of the lineup. He seemed a lot calmer than I was but I think he was in shock and I was just angry on his behalf. Then the cager starts babbling about how he didn't see the bike, how the lady next to him opened her door etc, all the lame excuses that I'm sure anyone who's had an 'encounter' has heard before.
When I interrupted him to remind him that I'd seen the whole thing, that he'd pulled in fast and wide, that I could see that he wasn't looking where he was going and that he'd be better off making with the insurance info instead of excuses he got all riled at me

I apologised to the biker but I was late for work and had to go. I told him he should call the cops and told him to please call me if he needed a witness.
It's just as well it wasn't my bike. Seems I have a bit of a temper...
