My First Beijing Bike Accident.
Let me start by saying I’M FINE. Not a scratch, not a dent, not a ding, nothing. And my bike is fine too.
Riding along (in an alleged bikelane), I let my mind wander for about 2 seconds (in fact, I think i was looking at a bird. I was definitely looking at a bird). I looked up, and about 5 metres ahead was a silver Citroen, driven by a Chinese cockhead. He had simply pulled out of his spot, without looking.
I skidded into his bumper, and that’s it. Didn’t even come off the bike. He got out, inspected the damage, and waved me on, as if it were my fault. Eat a dick mate…i scratched your bumper. I hope it rusts.
But yeah, all in all, a good first (and last, hopefully) bike accident (incident?).