Nice scores John .
Steady as she goes of late.
Agree, very lucky to avoid even more serious issues given the speed .
Sad how impacted we can still be years after.
But not surprising given that initial strike, that our threat level awareness stays at
Defcon ONE, even if the worry is overly inflated.
So hard to turn off or reduce what I presume our bodies decide needs to be switched on permanently after it finishes its own inquest into....
A. What went wrong
B. What might have helped
All put into a subconscious survival alert system to avoid a repeat....mmmhh.
Mine is noise
I'm still hyper vigilant, so it horrifies me to see vulnerable road users blissfully putting themselves in danger deciding eyes on the mobile phone is more important than checking for dangers using or crossing the road.
And the organ donor cyclist, dressed all in black (cool colours, bro )
Who opt in the darkness to forgo lighting of any sort as they finesse their 'splinter cell' camouflage skills ....Muppets.
And while I cycle too, I know as a driver how cyclists in such conditions can be almost invisible until a cars almost upon them
But yeah noise.
Chain saw, leaf blower, enginey noises get me returning to the moment.
Deduction & elimination squares it on the moments unconscious after impact, as I believe I was not only hit, but due to injuries consistent with my theory, I was momentarily trapped under van, as driver continued moving in their
" wt* " just happened mode.
Their forward speed was slow, as was mine as I moved past them, but the suddenly unannounced turn right (into me) to take advantage of a gap on the opposing traffic flow, was when the driver just floored it.
Scraping me along the road, scooter wedged under the van, me wedged under the scooter, leg now flip flopping as it breaks and gets twisted by the torsion .
Likely only half a minute, maybe one minute, but the sound of the engine as it must have revved, still seeking that forwards movement impeded by the rather large speed bump now wedged under it ..aka me
Sadly, my brain hasn't let it go and accepted it was only a foot or two under the van
it's likely the.... " what if it's miles " that ensures the terror .
And lives on in the shape of an OMG every time I hear such noises .
Dragging me back until I reassess just where I am and realises it's noisy but not dangerous to me.
I'd say the same is true for Adrian and many others .
Thank you for taking time to relay that, John.
Whilst not good for Adrian, still helpful for me to manage expectations.
Once I get to bottom of the at times excruciating pain, I think I'd settle for the day to day aches & twinges of the post injuries.
Not very friendly is somewhat of an understatement, positively Halloween like but beautifully photographed as usual. Do you think the badger(s) saw it and the companion as enemies/threats so attacked one then thought what pathetic creatures, they are no threat at all? I'll leave that with any badger psychologists out there.
