12°C, rain,
I hit a car this morning. It pulled out, in front of me by a hotel near work. Traffic was slow and I was overtaking on the right at low speed. A car pulled out of the hotel and drove right at me. I rode at only ~9mph, but couldn’t stop in time to avoid landing on the car’s bonnet. In that split second, something snapped inside and I banged my fist  down on the windscreen and mentioned something about French connection UK. For a millisecond, part of me wanted the glass to break.
With the adrenaline up, I got up and rode on to continue my journey. Not the textbook action, I admit.
No injury apart from a tiny graze on my forearm.
Confusing, but at least the guy woke up.

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