Came close to an off today and the best of it is if i'd been riding like a tawt i'd have been nowhere near. Riding through Buckby obeying all the laws of the road. Being a good boy just enjoying being on the bike, going nowhere with all afternoon to do it in.
Coming out of buckby village under the bridge approaching the national limit, checks mirror, indicator on, thinking pass the car and the van on the straigh(ish) bit then i've got the bends to myself. The car desides to turn right! one of those mirror, signal, turn all done as one jobbies. He clocks me at the last second and brakes/carries on a bit i had already braked as it felt all wrong as i went to get on the gas. Have no idea why, i must have noticed something. We exchanged cheery waves (sic) and went on our ways.
Like i said at the start, if i had been riding like a tit i would have been past on the road coming out of the village. There was nothing coming the other way and the threat would have been long past its only the speed limit that held me back. I was proceeding perfectly lawfully and had been behind the car for several miles. He MUST have known i was there.
Laters......