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After having lunch with some buddies, I had to ride about a mile away to my credit union. On the way there, a soccer mom in a Nissan Armada cut me off, missing my front tire by about 3 feet. She probably had no idea I was even there. I’m fairly tall when sitting on my V-Strom and I can see most truck and SUV drivers in the eye, so it was surprising she didn’t see me.
Not two blocks later she did it again, this time moving back into her original lane position. Several blasts on my horn made her look in her rear-view mirror, probably ‘seeing me’ for the first time. I noticed she had a young one (soccer mom larva) in a safety seat in the second row behind her.
I wear all the gear all the time (ATGATT) even when it’s hot out, and assume that cars will hit me until they prove otherwise.
I should upgrade the horn on my bike. Maybe install one of those Stebel blasters that crank out 130db of sound. That will be useful when I need to embarrass a soccer mom into paying more attention next time.
