A man on a bike and my 6,000 pound suburban

Let's just say that a grown man on a bike does not make a good ornament for my suburban! A few weeks ago I was pulling out of my neighborhood making a right turn onto Lebanon. I was the only car coming out and I was looking to my left waiting for a chance to pull out. A car passed and another one turned on its signal to turn into my neighborhood and was slowing down so I took my foot off the break and before I could get my foot on the gas I saw something out of the corner of my eye. I immediately put my foot back on the brake and I see a GROWN man put his arm out as if he were going to stop my truck. My first reaction was to look up Lebanon to make sure no one was coming so they would not flatten his dumb self like a pancake.

I throw my car in park and jump out feeling like I was going to vomit. The man looks at me and says, "your car is fine, your car is fine, are the kids ok?." REALLY DUDE, you really think I give a rats hind end about my truck? I could have killed you! I did not say that exactly but I did say, "I don't care about my truck, are you OK?" All while he is riding off. He waves me off and yells he is fine.

I must say that he should have made eye contact with me if he was stopped at the corner. I am pretty sure he was stopped because when he hit my truck because he never fell, I saw him the whole time over my hood. I know we have to "share the road" with bikers but I think they need to realize that they can die if they are pinned under 6,000 pounds of metal so maybe next time a little eye contact with the driver would have been a better choice.

Needless to say I had to take a minute to regroup before I could drive again. It still puts a lump in my throat just thinking about it. I am ALWAYS getting onto my kids for riding in the street and not looking. I guess they will never get it if a grown adult can't!

Ride on...