Monday, April 14, 2003 :
Road traffic incident
You ever feel lucky to be alive? At about seven last night I was going across the crossroads on the bike at the Angel, heading west towards Pentonville Road from City Road. A guy was going the other way in a car from St John Street to Islington High Street and I didn't have time to stop and went straight into the side of him. The bike is totally smashed up at the front end and had to go home in an RAC truck. I suffered pretty minor injuries considering — I hit the brakes and had wiped off most of the speed before I went into him. Although as I came off the bike and my head smashed into his car door, I must say my thoughts were along similar lines to the friend of the Great Roberto — i.e “that’s it, fuck, I’m dead”. Police were called, breathalyser tests taken, statements given. Neither of us were arrested at the scene. Had to go down to the police station today to produce my documents, so I’m now in the process and I’ll have to wait and see what happens, but whatever happens, I can’t help thinking that this could have been nastier. Very nasty, in fact.
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