|Curious to hear cycling horror stories...||floatch|
Apr 19, 2002 8:09 AM
|Maybe it's just me, but I've had many things thrown at me from speeding cars, and never been hit. Some of the items include full beer cans, full beer bottles, trash, "the bird", etc. It seems that people just love to yell stuff at me as they speed by. I live in Northwest Indiana, and I used to have long hair (I'm a male). I suppose this might be part of it, but I recently got a haircut, and it's still going on. My personal favorite when I had long hair was when drunk guys came up from behind, yelling stuff like "Hey baby! Nice @$$!" The looks of horror I'd get as they saw my face (complete with a goatee) were priceless.
I'm just wondering if anyone has been hit by anything thrown from a car, and what happened afterwards. Any good stories to relate?
Apr 19, 2002 8:43 AM
|I live near a lake and the lake ranger, who is a city police officer, will sometimes patrol on a mountain bike. Occasionally I will ride along with him and chat. Well, last summer we were riding along when a truck load of teenage boys drives by throwing fireworks at us and having a good laugh out of the deal. I guess they didn't see the big yellow POLICE written accross his back. He called his partner on the radio, and the boys were stopped a few miles up the road. It wasn't nearly as funny then.
Thankfully nobody was hurt, and I still laugh when I think about it.
|re: Curious to hear cycling horror stories...||BikeViking|
Apr 19, 2002 9:01 AM
|I have had the same missiles thrown at me; beer cans, soda bottles, etc.
But the time I got "whacked" with a Super Soaker by a carful of brain -deficient teenagers was not expected. I pulled up along side the car and, as the light turned green, I got "whacked"!
I fany of my kids ever got caught doing that, there would be bloody Hell to pay. There are PLENTY of ways to be a goofy teen without potentially endangering other people.
Apr 19, 2002 9:03 AM
|throwing a perfectly good FULL beer.
ive never had anything thrown, but invariably get the moron hanging out the window screaming (both biking and running).
Some people are really strange like that.
I once caught a 'screamer' at the next light; leaned in his window and screamed. After he jumped i asked 'now doesnt that seem really dumb?'
|re: Shot in the A--||Wafer|
Apr 19, 2002 9:15 AM
|One hot summer day about ten years ago I was riding my MTB back home from the trail. While cranking up a hill, I heard a car come up fast behind me, then slow to a crawl. I had that sinking feeling of impending danger as was about to turn my head to see what was going on when they shot me, point blank, right in the left cheek, with a paintball gun.
Of course, I didn't actually KNOW it was a paintball gun when I heard the gun fire and instantly felt a hot, searing pain in my flank. My first reaction was to reach my left hand back and feel the wound with my gloved hand, still riding the bike. When I brought my hand back and it was covered in orange paint (at least they didn't use RED) and bits of glasslike paintball casing, I knew what had happened.
Of course, this brief examination blew my chance to get their license plate number as they had laid rubber and sped off as soon as they shot me. All I got was the make and model of the car and that it was a Florida plate (I was in living in SoCal). I filed the police report, showed the cop the huge purple welt on my cheek, the orange-stained Lycra and the bits of paintball casing that had stuck into my flesh. All the police could do was check to see if any cars of that make & model had recently applied for CA registration from FL, and of course, none had. That was the end of it. Except that it took several days before I could sit comfortably. And to this day, whenever a car slows to a crawl right behind me, I get pretty anxious.
|re: Shot in the A--||mmquest|
Apr 19, 2002 9:30 AM
|Well...could have been worse. I had a friend in graduate school that was hit with a paintball in the EYE while riding. He was blind for quite sometime and still has some trouble seeing properly...|
|I had a bag full of beer bottles tossed at me...||Gregory Taylor|
Apr 19, 2002 9:20 AM
|...while I was crossing the 14th Street Bridge from DC into Virginia. It was a warm Friday evening after work (naturally), and a car full of Yahoos tossed a bag of empties at me. They managed to flip the bag out of the car, up and over some fencing, and onto the pedestrian/bike lane, no mean feat for a bunch of drunk guys driving at high speed. The whole kit and caboodle landed right in front of me.
Ahhh, but this being DC, they got caught in traffic on the exit ramp off of the bridge. The bike path parallels that particular exit ramp, and so I caught up with my benefactors less than a minute after they relieved themselves of their empties. I got their attention and gave them the double bird salute as I wheeled by. I didn't get the tag number because I didn't want to stick around to see whether they had any more gifts for me...
|On the pony tail thing...||Jekyll|
Apr 19, 2002 10:41 AM
|I have long hair and it goes out in a pony tail through the back of my helmet. I know exactly what you mean about guys slowing down and checking you, etc. Funny as hell, especially since I have a goatee as well!!!! The looks on the red necks' faces as they pass are priceless...............
Kind of pity them too - if they find a guys' back side that attractive, including my unshaved legs and fairly board shoulders, I shudder to think what their wives/girlfriends/cousins must look like..
|Okay, a real horror story.||theBreeze|
Apr 19, 2002 11:22 AM
|About 10 years ago a friend of mine was commuting to his job as chief of surgery at a VA hospital in a semi-large city in central California. It was about 6 AM and just getting light. A car with 3-5 guys went by him and then started to slow down. He saw the barrel of a gun point out the passenger side window towards him. In a split second reaction he raised his left arm over his face and the bullet nearly shattered his forearm and threw him off the bike. He kept down in the ditch hoping the car would just speed away, which it did. He then GOT ON THE BIKE and rode to the nearest emergency room. Because he is a surgeon and knows every doc in town he gave detailed instructions to the emergency room staff about who to call so there would be some hope of saving his arm/hand in good enough condiiton that he could operate again someday. To make a long story not quite as long, he did regain almost full use of his hand and performs surgery regularly. The perpetrators were caught, some local gang-bangers out for a thrill.
I'll take a beer can over a bullet anyday.
|How about putting a hit on those mutha-fu**as||eschelon|
Apr 19, 2002 11:27 AM
|If I was that doctor, I'd spend some of my doctor money and discretely find a international pro assassin and kill those @%$#$^#$%|
|The VA doesn't pay that well. (nm)||theBreeze|
Apr 19, 2002 11:40 AM
|re: Curious to hear cycling horror stories...||Ironbutt|
Apr 19, 2002 4:42 PM
|I've had a couple of bad experiences, the worst of which was being shot in the leg with a pellet rifle. It didn't do much damage, but it really frightened the daylights out of me seeing the muzzle of the rifle sticking out of the car window. Another bad one was the two guys in the pickup truck, complete with shotgun in the back window who missed me on the westbound side of the road and then executed a U-turn and had at me head on. I chose off-roading on 23mm tires. Not a pleasant experience. The best was on my club's annual holiday ride, being escorted by one of the local police department's cycling patrol. We had a lot of kids on the ride (a night ride through the area to look at decorated homes) and one of the officers unclipped his headlight and used it to flag drivers to stop. One of them yelled "get out of the road, you @&%!" The cop's reply was priceless: "May I see your driver's license and registration, please? Oh, you don't have them with you? It's going to be a long walk home, sir!" And with that, he had the car towed and impounded. YESSS!|| |