Yesterday, on my way home from work, travelling my usual route, I almost became a statistic.
Travelling up Kloof Street, from the Orange, Kloof, Long Street intersection (Long Street baths on the Corner), approximately 200 metres up the road, a smarty pants in his brand new CLK 500 Mercedes decides to turn across my path, no indicator to boot - stopping to wait for the electronic access gate to fully open to the Parking lot he wishes to enter.
Was it not for the skills many of you have taught me, I would not have been able to control the slide I went into or have been able to stop in time, avoiding this unexpected obstacle.
On turning around and questioning the smarty-pants, he was surprised to see a slightly enraged biker at his car door, still completely unaware of what had just transpired.
"Didn't you see me" was answered with "What?".
"Do you know I almost just crashed into you because you crossed the road infront of me" was met with "I didn't see you"
"What the @#$% were you thinking!!" was met with a blank stare...
I then proceeded to take out my cellphone camera to take photos of this expensive car (not because I'm a fan, but it's easier than writing the license plate and car details down) and one of my personal smarty-pants for indentification later - to his response of "do you want me to smile for the photo?"
Luckily, even with the arrogance of this middle aged, above the wealth gap, white male smarty-pants. Even with the blatant indifference at the fact that he could have caused me serious bodily harm, nevermind the property damages - I managed to maintain my cool (only damn well just).
I proceeded to the Cape Town Police station and have since laid a charge of Reckless and Negligent Driving. Case number 849/03/2009.
I'm not willing to simply accept that he "did not see me". It was on a straight piece of road, visibility was good, I am not riding the smallest of motorcycles, the road was clear barring me travelling up it.