|Nearly got killed by a wannabe rapper||MVN|
Aug 22, 2001 8:24 PM
|Tonight I was on my usual 10 mile loop when I noticed that the local high school was clearing trees from in front of the football field. Some of the larger branches were on the shoulder and nearly in the street. A car, booming rap music was about 60 yards behind me. I decided I had enough time to sprint and get past the branches before I came to the stop sign, because they were driving slow. As I was sprinting, I heard the car's engine rev up and they came up right beside me. The passenger reached out and yelled, "F*%k this s#%t, motherf*%ker don't get in front of me!!", then tried to grab my bike and push me into the branches in the ditch. I swerved and narrowly avoided his grip. I stood there, incredulous that someone would actually try to do what he just did. He continued cursing me as they drove through the stop sign. I sprinted to catch up to them but then decided intelligence should take over instead of rage. So I shouted, "How you guys doing tonight"? as I got to the window. They couldn't believe I actually spoke to them. Maybe they'll think twice about doing that to someone else. One can always hope the intelligence of the driving populace will evolve beyond its current level. I hope everyone else's rides were less dangerous than mine was tonight.|
|re: Nearly got killed by a wannabe rapper||ALLEN phx.|
Aug 22, 2001 8:38 PM
|If I were you, I never would have said anything. Someone like that could have a gun and be crazy enough to use it. Yup, cycling is probably one of the most dangerous sports out there. Glad your ok though.
|re: Nearly got killed by a wannabe rapper||I Love Shimano|
Aug 22, 2001 9:30 PM
|People like those are seriously phucked up. They're the types who feel some sort of insecurity and take it out on others by acting 'tough.' They are the equivalent of high school bullies. Don't aggravate them in any way (I know it's hard to NOT talk back), just get their plate number and report them to the police ASAP. These people are a danger, not just to us cyclists, but to the general population as well. Have you reported them yet?|
|re: Nearly got killed by a wannabe rapper||longfellow|
Aug 23, 2001 2:40 AM
|Yeah, I would have gotten the plate and made a report to the cops.
Monday I was riding and some truck came up behind me. The passenger was hanging out of window and shouting something. I couldn't here it with the traffic. Well, 5 miles down the road I see a cop where he pulled over this moron for speeding I think. I couldn't help but SMILE at him when I went by. Then after another 5 miles, here he comes, and throws ice at my head while goin by. I filled a report.
I'm sick of these freakin people. Contruction workers & rednecks are the worst. Freakin morons.
|Hmmm...I've had my worst experiences with...||Greg Taylor|
Aug 23, 2001 4:56 AM
|...dudes (and dude-ettes) in BMWs. Young (30's), mostly male, corporate raider wannabes in designer suits, and very agressive. They absolutely cannot take a bike in a traffic lane.
Maybe it's different because I'm a guy, but construction workers, etc., never bother me.
|Cell phone nails bad guy!||John S.|
Aug 23, 2001 5:35 AM
|Just yesterday a friend and I were heading north out of Tucson on a busy road with a super wide |
bike/breakdown lane. Riding side by side, moving right along minding our own business, we passed a
Police officer set up off to the side of the road with his radar gun. We gave a friendly wave and pedalled
on for about 2 miles when an old beater car with two morons pulls up beside us and the passenger
heaves a mostly full one gallon water jug at our front wheels. Thank the cycling Gods that his aim sucked
and the jug landed about 2 feet ahead of us. We were able to manuver safely around it as they sped off.
All of this happened in full view of dozens of other motorists. I was shocked but managed to pull my cell
phone out of my jersey and hold it up so they could see it, like that might make them nervous. I was so
full of adrenaline that I was able to do a super sprint up the road to see if they had gotten stopped at
the last traffic signal out of town but no such luck. My friend had called the police on his cell phone and
was giving them a description of the car as he caught up to me. They told him they would keep an eye
out but gave little hope of finding the jerks that had tried to hurt us.
We composed our selves and decided to finish the ride and shared a little chuckle over my futile gesture
of holding up my cell phone so they could see it. Suddenly the officer we had waved to flew up the road
and out of site. We turned off of the main road to continue our route when my friend's cell rang and the
officer told us that he had caught the guys and that they had admitted throwing the jug at us. He said
the driver claimed to have been surprised that his passenger did it and the passenger said he did it
because he had had a bad day at work! The officer wanted to know if we would prosecute. We said we
would and he said he would call us later and told us to try to enjoy the rest of our ride.
When we got home the officer called and told us that they had been charged with endangerment and
would let us know when we would be needed in court. We said we would not miss it! I do hope those
jerks saw me hold up my phone. I will post again and let you all know what happens to these morons.
|Now that's a voture to buy a Cell Phone!!! (nm)||Mabero|
Aug 23, 2001 6:05 AM
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|Similar Experience...not on bike||Kristin|
Aug 23, 2001 8:23 AM
|On my way to my first ever MTB attempt I was chased by some guy (in my car). He had been meandoring thru a toll plaza in his comfy luxury sedan, and let a large gap grow between him and the now empty toll booth. I bumped my horn. He inched forward, painfully slow. After the tolls, I passed him and he gave chase. I proved this with several lane changes. I decided to ditch him by moving into a sufficiently small space in the slow lane with slower traffic. He forced his way in behind me into a spece less than 1 car length and scared the crap out of a cab driver. Very nearly hit me. I pulled into the breakdown lane to phone 911. He pulled in behind me and stopped. Shaking, I called the police. While on the phone with them, he pulled away - laughing.
I filed a report and met with a (thankfully) nice trooper. He said he'd file it as an official complaint and personally chew the guy out on the phone that night. I'm glad I didn't just forget about it. What he did deserved some sort of consequence.
The thing that freaks me out is knowing that these kinds of degenerates can be encountered while on the bike too. So far, I've been lucky. I'm glad you're okay. While we can't obviously counter every road raged moron out there, certain ones should be dealt with legally.
|YES!!!!!!!!! nm||Gus Riley|
Aug 23, 2001 1:02 PM
|Isn't this Assault?||kenyee|
Aug 23, 2001 6:34 AM
|If you have a witness, you could probably get the passenger arrested. |
I'd suggest reporting it with the license# to the local cops.
Kids and adults are totally screwed up nowadays.
Aug 23, 2001 2:50 PM
|The only way to cut down on cycling abuse is to get the law on your side. License plate would do the trick.|
|God help us all!||TrinsTwin15|
Aug 23, 2001 2:20 PM
|Jeeze, rather scary crap, no? I'm so glad to hear that you'all are okay after your ordeals. I can't believe that these idiots have the gall to do those types of things. I've had similar experences (though not as bad) on my bike. I usually ride my bike home from school because I don't have a car. I was wearing a helmet (yes, it does look kind of dorky but what are ya gonna do?) and some seniors in a Honda Civic, complete with stereo, coffee-can exhast, and stickers, roar by and scream "Nice helmet, you pu**y!" and flick me off. The worst thing is I couldn't hear them coming, they were going so fast. It sounds like a sonic boom right next to your ear! I nearly spilled my bike I was so surprised. ARGH! I hate those people. Why do they hate bikers so much? Unfortunatly, I didn't get sweet revenge (no cops) but oh well. Alot of people think it's funny to scream at someone when they are walking or biking. They don't realize that when they yell, it's so loud and sudden. It may not seem so loud to them but when they are going by at 45 mph...
Well, I guess my point is that I'm glad to hear you guys are okay and that it has happened or will happen to each of us, so you're not alone. At least we can gripe about it all here where we all can make each other feel better. Awwwww....group hug!
|Just you wait.....||Blue 'Goose|
Aug 26, 2001 11:20 AM
|Until you're 35 or so and they're all horribly fat with beer bellies from riding in cars like |
caged mutants all their lives and you're still in shape and having a great life because you're
in shape from riding.
I actually had a similar experience: one friday evening I was riding my bike up to the local
convenience store, I forget exactly why - just an errand or something when a careening car
full of giggling teenagers veers erratically towards me.
I see something exit the vehicle at high speed. Mind you, the car is heading towards me and
I'm heading towards it. I'm doing about 25-27 mph and they were definetely going faster
than 35 mph.
This "something" veers into sight as it nears me.
It's going to hit my chest. Fast.
It's a ..... beer bottle?
OH NO! Glass!
I was knocked off the bike, and I landed in a grassy area adjacent to the road
next to the sidewalk. I must have flown right over the sidewalk and landed
in the grass - I was in quite a bit of pain since the combined speed was
somewhere in the 50 mph range and it felt like I took a sucker punch.
Oddly enough, my bike was okay - scratched up but okay.
The bottle didn't break but I was covered with beer and basically smelled like a
brewery. Yecch. Essentially, it was a partially emptied beer. Great. Thanks
I got up and headed home and had to wash my clothes and take a shower because I
was smelling pretty hop-like not to mention that I had a black and blue mark in
the middle of my chest.
I didn't get their plate number because of the speed involved but that was my closest
call with a freak like that.