... just not the last part of this mornings run. This morning on the way to work I was sharing a lane with a large van / truck thingy. That is to say, we were stopped at the traffic lights, I was in the left hand edge of the left wheel track and he was on the right hand side of the lane (and probably protruding into the lane beside him on the right). I looked over to make eye contact with him, to make sure he knew that I was there (in reality I was readily visible but it always pays to make ourselves more obvious). When he saw me looking at him, he gave me the finger! Hmm. Next thing, the light goes green and he accelerates and wrenches the wheel to the left cutting me off before I can get going. It’s lucky I wasn’t going too fast either as I managed to jump on the front brake hard (fun on a damp road) and stop. He pissed off into the distance. Well, I was alive. Unhappily however in braking so suddenly I did manage to stall the bike! D’oh ! So there I am with heaps of traffic pushing up behind me and going around me in the lane, while I’m on the clutch and starter trying to get the thing back into life and make my escape. I did manage to, eventually, but I must have looked like a complete noob ******** !