Unfortunately I had a crash last night in London, on my way home from visiting old pals of mine.
I was travelling through Bayswater Road, heading towards Marble Arch. As I'm cruising down the road, a black cab on the opposite lane, decides he wants to do a u-turn on the lane I'm in.
The thing is though, did he not see me? Or did he indeed see me, but thought to himself that there was enough time and distance between us, to complete his manoeuvre? I don't know. But I do know, he's f*cked for sure.
Then next thing I know, I end up hitting the left side of his bonnet, and I go flying. It must of lasted just mire seconds, but that was some terrifying sh*t. As I'm in the air, all I see is a mixture of the sky and asphalt of the road. I then bang my left foot onto a lamp post, and land on my head. I sort of roll on my head, while my body is in a scorpion type position, with both of my legs in the air. I rolled in that position for about five seconds, then rolled a couple of more times, before finally coming to a stop.
Alhamdulillah, I've got no broken or fractured bones. Came out of it all with some scratches and bruises and a strained left foot.
Can't say the same for my dear bike sadly. I loved it. I've had it for nearly six years, and now it's probably a write off.
Wallahi, I hate black cabbies. I hope in the next few years, Uber and the like, put them out of business.
I was travelling through Bayswater Road, heading towards Marble Arch. As I'm cruising down the road, a black cab on the opposite lane, decides he wants to do a u-turn on the lane I'm in.
The thing is though, did he not see me? Or did he indeed see me, but thought to himself that there was enough time and distance between us, to complete his manoeuvre? I don't know. But I do know, he's f*cked for sure.
Then next thing I know, I end up hitting the left side of his bonnet, and I go flying. It must of lasted just mire seconds, but that was some terrifying sh*t. As I'm in the air, all I see is a mixture of the sky and asphalt of the road. I then bang my left foot onto a lamp post, and land on my head. I sort of roll on my head, while my body is in a scorpion type position, with both of my legs in the air. I rolled in that position for about five seconds, then rolled a couple of more times, before finally coming to a stop.
Alhamdulillah, I've got no broken or fractured bones. Came out of it all with some scratches and bruises and a strained left foot.
Can't say the same for my dear bike sadly. I loved it. I've had it for nearly six years, and now it's probably a write off.
Wallahi, I hate black cabbies. I hope in the next few years, Uber and the like, put them out of business.