Sure let's just almost hit me

Well dear readers.....I can't tell you how happy I am to be home.....after almost just being hit by a car going 30 miles an hour.

"How does this sort of nonsense happen to a safe biker like yourself" you ask?
Let me fill you in.

It's called not stopping at stop signs off side streets late at night. It's called, having no cars around you in either lane late at night. It's called not being seen even though seconds before I was waving my hand at them in order to hopefully be seen. It's also pronounced......fuggin' idiot driver not paying attention to anything.

No cars in sight, I am biking up a hill. Which means I am not going too fast....which also means I am constantly observing my surroundings even though it's almost midnight. (dude, I even use the hand signals when no cars are around....but I don't exactly think I do it right all the time)

So anyway, I'm going straight on this street, passing many many side streets, and one street ahead I see a car coming down the road, about to make a right hand turn onto the street I'm on. But nooooooo...someone can't stop....i'm gonna finish this in a second. I must eat.