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17-03-2013, 02:41pm
Practice practice practice till it's an automatic reaction I recon. I hate manholes, I have a suspition that one day the covers will all be stolen for their metal content (actually has happened in the US) So I have a game I play when there are no cars around and my tires are warmed up, I ride up to one and at the last second smack the bar and move across to the other side of it and go past.
Some months back I was on the SE freeway in heavy traffic beside the city. I was well back but my attention was distracted for a second and looking up saw that all the cars in front had come to a stop almost. I was doing probably 70k's. There were cars all around me and as I hit the picks I could see I was not going to make it but rear-end some late model car right in front. Without even thinking I smacked the bar one way and then the other and was a meter over, positioned just right to go between the cars, braking heavily yet again. It wouldn't have worked either, unless I was in the LH wheeltrack of the RH lane where I always prefer to sit unless passing a truck, or near a truck, or thinking about a truck.
I was about 300 meters behind a truck on the freeway once when one of its rear tyres blew. Black stuff shot everywhere, huge chunks flew across 2 and 3 lanes. That wasn't the scary part though, it was what all the cars did that spooked me. They just started slamming on their brakes and moving hither and thither across the lanes as though someone was shooting at them. The traffic was light but I was real glad that I was well back. It was like a scene out of Mad Max
Some months back I was on the SE freeway in heavy traffic beside the city. I was well back but my attention was distracted for a second and looking up saw that all the cars in front had come to a stop almost. I was doing probably 70k's. There were cars all around me and as I hit the picks I could see I was not going to make it but rear-end some late model car right in front. Without even thinking I smacked the bar one way and then the other and was a meter over, positioned just right to go between the cars, braking heavily yet again. It wouldn't have worked either, unless I was in the LH wheeltrack of the RH lane where I always prefer to sit unless passing a truck, or near a truck, or thinking about a truck.
I was about 300 meters behind a truck on the freeway once when one of its rear tyres blew. Black stuff shot everywhere, huge chunks flew across 2 and 3 lanes. That wasn't the scary part though, it was what all the cars did that spooked me. They just started slamming on their brakes and moving hither and thither across the lanes as though someone was shooting at them. The traffic was light but I was real glad that I was well back. It was like a scene out of Mad Max