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Cereal
| Posted on Monday, November 19, 2007 - 11:07 am: |
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I run home from work (for exercise and because it's faster than public trans) in Wash, DC. A cab stopped at his stop sign, so I continued through the crosswalk about five feet from the cab. He was looking left, and I was coming from the right. There were cars coming, but he decided to gun it to get in front of them. From riding, I've gotten into the habit of looking at the drivers face of a vehicle that could be a threat, so I knew that he had not seen me. I jumped as high as I could right as he hit me. The grill hit my calf and I landed hard on the hood and windshield. It took him a second to realize what was happening, so by the time he slammed on his brakes, I had already slid most of the way up the windshield. I had instinctively grabbed the windshield wiper, so I was upside down at that point. I guess I let go of the wiper at the exact right time, because I flipped over and landed on my feet next to the cab about the time he finally got it stopped. My first thought was, "That was so cool!" The driver just stared at me looking terrified, and I was so pumped full of adrenaline that I felt like I could run three more miles at full speed. I just politely told the driver to watch where he was going, memorized the cab # and let him go. I know I probably should have called the police and reported it, but I didn't feel like spending the next hour or so in the middle of that intersection. Plus, I doubt the DCPD would care because nothing was broken and I wasn't about to sue the driver or the cab company. I felt a little whiplashed the next day and had some bruising, but nothing major. I wonder how bad it would have been if I hadn't jumped? |
Swordsman
| Posted on Monday, November 19, 2007 - 11:18 am: |
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Dude! You should be a stunt man! ~SM |
Etennuly
| Posted on Monday, November 19, 2007 - 05:34 pm: |
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Cool move. What makes you so special that you don't want to sue anybody? You seem to be trying to upset the status-quo of the entire country! That would have been a great one to see on UTube. |
Ft_bstrd
| Posted on Monday, November 19, 2007 - 06:57 pm: |
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I saw that in Spiderman. Big whoop. |
Spiderman
| Posted on Monday, November 19, 2007 - 07:13 pm: |
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I saw that in Spiderman. what!!
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Teeps
| Posted on Monday, November 19, 2007 - 08:24 pm: |
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It's worse went the bastards look you in the eye; then pull out anyway. |
Corporatemonkey
| Posted on Tuesday, November 20, 2007 - 06:30 am: |
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As someone who has been hit 3 times I know exactly how you feel. The exact same situation happened to me earlier this year. I had a cab drive pull the same stunt. I though was not as quite "reserved" in my response. After I got off the hood I was so angry I whipped out my asp (I carry one for late night walks) and went for the drivers window. The passengers in the back were already screaming at the driver for not seeing me, now they were terrified I was going to kill all of them. The driver put it to the boards, running a red light, nearly T-boning another car. I can honestly say it was not my finest moment. |
Glitch
| Posted on Tuesday, November 20, 2007 - 07:21 am: |
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I saw that in Spiderman. I must have missed something in the original post. Just how many Harleys did Cereal take out?
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Cereal
| Posted on Tuesday, November 20, 2007 - 08:02 am: |
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hahahaha, I think Glitch just spanked Spidey! Hey Monkey, be careful with that ASP. You need a license to carry. (don't ask me how I know ) |
Spiderman
| Posted on Tuesday, November 20, 2007 - 08:04 am: |
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Sleep with one eye open at MBV there Glitchy |
Glitch
| Posted on Tuesday, November 20, 2007 - 08:08 am: |
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You're such a flirt |
Corporatemonkey
| Posted on Tuesday, November 20, 2007 - 08:12 am: |
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You need a license to carry. I know what you mean, it is not my first... But they sure are a handy device. Just the sound is usually enough to get someone to back off. Next toy might be a stun baton (they just look so cool) |
Djkaplan
| Posted on Tuesday, November 20, 2007 - 08:42 am: |
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The very same thing happened to me, except I was the guy driving and it was a homeless guy spread eagle over the hood of my Camaro. I was 18 and living on my own in the big city for the first time and within the first week, I hit a pedestrian (albeit at a very slow speed). The guy rolled off the hood back on his feet and was OK, but obviously pissed off. I said in my most apologetic tone, "Duuude." He started cursing up a storm in a foreign language (or it may have been English with a Jamaican accent... I couldn't tell). If I had a few dollars, I would have thrown them out of the window and taken off, but I didn't, so I just took off. Not my finest moment. |
Buellerandy
| Posted on Tuesday, November 20, 2007 - 05:07 pm: |
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got clocked on my 18 spd mountain bike bye an F150 while going from the sidewalk to entering the crosswalk...didn't make it 2 feet lol |
Jaimec
| Posted on Wednesday, November 21, 2007 - 08:57 am: |
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My time on a bicycle taught me how to survive in traffic while being invisible. What has saved my skin the few times I have been in accidents (other than ATGATT) is the fact that when I was still a kid my Dad sent me to martial arts school so I could get my ass kicked every weekend. I never really learned how to fight much, but damn if they didn't POUND into you how to take a fall! Every time I'm asked by a student in an MSF course about the best way to survive a crash, I tell them if they're really that concerned, outside of investing in proper riding gear, enroll in a martial arts school. It can save your life. |
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