grr, arg, grr. coming home from work at 7am, I live on a busy road, and coming up the road with no traffic, but going against flat out peak hour traffic heading into the city. I stop to turn right - needing to cross 2 lanes of peak hour city-seeking traffic, to get into my house. which means i have to wait a long time for a gap. I position myself in the right 'track' of the road, with my indicator on, and front brakes on, more for visiability rather than the need for brakes. I have a habit of watching for a gap, then watching in my right mirror whats happening behind me, over and over. As I'm waiting, most cars slow right down, merge to the left lane well before they reach me, some use a bit more risk. a certain red little hatch fcuked up nicely. wasn't paying attention, was in the right lane, didn't see me waiting there till it was a bit of a wake up call, decides to use 3/4 of my lane and just scoot past me veers out of the direct path to me, realises theres a car in his blind spot on the left, veers DIRECTLY toward me, with alot less than the 3 second gap... realises he's about to slam me head on into traffic from a 60km shunt up my 100kg arse, locks up the anchors, waits for the blind spot car to shoot past, then yanks a left hand down and JUST misses me, skittles off the left gutter a tad, slows down to 40 to see if i'm still upright, then takes off in a hurry. Possibly the closest to death I've been able to see coming, to date.