Lunchtime today I am in the left lane heading east over the Swan St bridge, a couple of cars ahead a guy in the right lane decides that he wants to go straight up Swan St at the last minute and cuts of an L plater. The L plate hits the skids a little too eagerly and stops...car in front of me slams on the anchors and I am then performing my first major e-brake in quite a long time. The bike gets squirmy underneath me and I am having a bit of a brown pants moment, all good as I manage to stop and stay upright about an inch off the bumper in front of me. It was at the precise moment that I hear the vehicle behind me fully locked up, everything seemed to be in slow motion as I check the right mirror and see smoke and a nissan badge bearing down on me...I think that my actual thought was "this is going to hurt". Just as I am about to shut my eyes the 4WD driver swerves into the right lane and misses me by centimetres. The bloke in the 4WD gets back into the left lane a couple of cars in front of me and heads up Swan St, with my heart thudding at 100mph, I manage to catch up with him as we are both turning left into Punt Rd. I pull up beside him and he winds the window down, I give him a thumbs up and call out "great work champ". He tells me that he had to swerve because he thought he was going to kill me, I told him that I thought that was the case too. We exchange pleasantries and both head on our seperate ways. It was then that I thanked god that it wasn't a soccer mum driving the kids in her Toorak tractor. Great work champ. > I would love to have bought you a beer.