I was heading to work this morning, traveling in the fast lane approaching a curve. Next to me was a semi hauling fuel. Once I got to the curve I started to turn, he did not, cutting at least 8 feet into my lane, I honked but it was useless. All I could do was wait for the inevitable. ( I was pinned and had no where to go) Luckily the driver must have woken up and swerved back into his lane at the very last moment. I was inches from being pushed into the divider.
Lucky to be here this morning.
Funny thing is, for the first time, I did not experience the fight or flight phenomena. Normally I would have had a heart attack, but I was cool and collective the entire time. Does this mean I may be getting to that point in my riding where I don't panic in dangerous situations, and execute decisions based on experience and not fear?
Lucky to be here this morning.
Funny thing is, for the first time, I did not experience the fight or flight phenomena. Normally I would have had a heart attack, but I was cool and collective the entire time. Does this mean I may be getting to that point in my riding where I don't panic in dangerous situations, and execute decisions based on experience and not fear?