…..Well that puts my total crashes in Beijing at 5 maybe.
(all not my fault… but obviously they still happened,  and none of them seriously bad)

-basically some dickwad ran a red light and cut in front of me,

It was on a wide intersection, speed limit 70, I was probably going about 70, 75 because …you know I had the green light…and so had right of way.

-Suddenly realised he wasn’t going to stop, emergency braked, but still slid into him at about (i really don’t know) but I guess 30 or so.

-Then I went flying over the handle bars…helmet scraped on his bonnet, but the inside of my thighs prevented me from going all the way over (got some nice yellow bruises now)

bruised leg 2 bruised leg1

-then I fell off to the right (I think) & the bike fell to the left

– Bike on the ground leaking petrol, but it didn’t look like anything bad happened to it

-pushed it to the car park at my office, and only then realised handle bars had been bent forward..but bike started no problem. (it didn’t look like there were any other damage… maybe some scrapes on the gearbox cover)

-I still hit hard, and it must have been hard because the front of his car was not in good shape, so I was surprised that there was no front end damage to my bike.
Although now that I’ve talked to my friend Adrien, he said that maybe the forks might be slightly bent… that would make more sense

Anyway, about the actual crash, and the scene at the time, the first thing the idiot says to me is:
“you were going too fast”

No man. I was going the speed limit which was 70, and you ran a red light.
I’m pretty sure the running the red light is more the cause of the fucking accident.
Plus its not like you shouldn’t have seen me… the bike had its headlight on, orange wheels and a large foreigner on it.
So wtf were you doing?
….Can …I take a guess?
Were you playing with your phone?

Anyway he goes “is there anything wrong with your bike?”
Err… no.. I guess not
(looking at the oil patch on the ground…probably coming from my bike)
(and him looking at his crumpled bumper and scratch on his bonnet)
“well you can go then”

What some of you may be thinking is ‘Yeah…thanks for the permission…’

But in reality Thought …Cool… as I know foreigners usually don’t get out of these things easily even if its 完全 (completely) not their fault.
So I pushed the bike off …and now it is sitting in a parking lot.
I tried to start it immediately afterwards and it didn’t start. But after pushing it to the parking lot and having a proper check…it now starts.

Handle bars are bent, but it starts, and other than a few scratches there doesn’t seem to be anything wrong with it.

I can hear a friend in the back of my mind saying… ‘you maybe should have anticipated some dickwad to play with their phones and run a red light and cut across you’
And to be quite honest… yeah I think he is right.

But the intersection was a big intersection 2 lanes, hardly anyone on the road.
Which means it is worrying either way.
I essentially have 2 choices.
1.) I have to expect that level of complete incompetence and negligence and to know that I won’t be able to drive the fun but normally safe way in order to ‘take into consideration this level of incompetence’, or…
2.) I will ride around in a normal way, knowing that there could be at anytime some dickwad that does completely the wrong thing, and it doesn’t matter if you’re doing everything right… because he/ she will find a way to make sure that even though you’re doing everything right you will never be able to avoid his/ her level of idiocy.

I’m really annoyed I didn’t wear my camera on my helmet today.

I’m sure the bike is fine.. just a few scratches. And I’m fine….my neck hurts a little but, I’m sure I can sleep it off … if it still hurts after the weekend I go to the hospital for a checkup.

Comment from a friend upon hearing the story:

“What a dickbag”