The Saint
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- Aug 13, 2014
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I had a driver pull out on me when l was riding my bicycle along a busy main road. I anticipated he would pull out and swerved behind him but there was a tow rope. .The bloke that I hit said that I was speeding, which was unlikely as I was going uphill, wish that I'd got the cops in, as he was driving out of a side road which was a dead end, and the only thing up there was the RAF Club, it was 11 O'clock at night and he was probably over the limit. The scooter was declared a right off and I ruined my trench coat. I was probably lucky not to get impaled on my many mirror stems, l actually landed on the other side of his bonnet.
Just at the top of that road, a few months earlier, I skidded in the rain at a junction and demolished an illuminated keep left sign, it was even more embarrassing as all the local punks that knew me were stood on the pavement waiting to cross the road. After they had stopped laughing they came over to see if I was ok.
Three days later after an operation , l went down the cop shop to collect my bicycle ( an ambulance had taken me away from the scene) . When l got to the cop shop l asked what was happening and they said " the driver said you were speeding!"