Many years ago my bike commute to that office took me through Scarboro and then into the beltline. My route at the time was down 15th Ave past Scarboro United, the Tennis club, and then left onto 16th street. 15th Ave along there is all downhill and has a stop sign at 16th. In the morning I would coast down the hill, look left to see if there was a car coming down 16th (rarely) and then apex the corner turning north onto 16th. I’d easily be over 40kph. One week there is some sort of city 5th wheel looking trailer parked on 16th just north of the intersection. I did my usual look as I coast down, I seen other and hit the apex as usual…right when this VW Gulf appears going south on 16th. I give my bike a bit of a swerve to the left and somehow magically miss the VW, and miss hitting my head (or any part of me) on the part of the trailer that would be where the hitch goes. I’m in the middle of the block before the VW driver honks. I was probably dumping adrenaline until mid morning that day. I still shudder about it as that had many bad outcomes. If people are like cats, that was definitely one of my 9 lives gone.
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