I’m going at a modest pace down a busy street in downtown Houston. I’m hyper aware of cars potentially pulling out in front of me so I’m always scanning around me. I was in the middle lane, trying to work my way to the right and had a car pass me on the right. As they passed an old lady pulls out right after and pulls over all three lanes. I don’t have ABS so I have to fight the urge to clamp my breaks. I immediately see this lady pull out so I feather, then slowly pull hard on my front break while pushing down on the back. I do a couple pumps in hopes the back tire doesn’t lock but it does anyway. I start skidding and that’s when I realize this could end badly. Surprisingly, I stayed calm. I felt my ass go sideways but I knew I wasn’t going fast enough to make impact. Or at least if I did, it wouldn’t be that bad. It shocked me how fast my brain processed all that info in a split second. What’s worse, I got a kick out of it. I couldn’t help but let outa howl in my helmet after I regained control. At 32 yo, I’m just now realizing I might be an adrenaline junky... via /r/motorcycles https://www.reddit.com/r/motorcycles/comments/cie2p9/as_a_relatively_new_rider_i_almost_got_in_an/?utm_source=ifttt
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