I had a I guy turn left out of an intesection right straight toward me in my lane. Just like he spaced out and went to England. I have 4 flatspotted tires from that one, but it was pretty cool to lock 'em up and put the car sideways in the middle of the city. I sure wasn't going to hit him head on, got him with my passangers rear door. I love old beaters, good for insurance money! Turns out a new door for an 89 Buick Century is worth quite a bit.
People just don't think some times, its pretty wild. I rode street for a year, it was pretty crazy the way people just plain don't see you.