From another forum, thought y'all might like to read it. A very interesting story. I guess I am one of thoes 'safety first' nuts you speak of. I wear a full faced helmet with armored jacket, gloves, boots (most times) and kevlar lined jeans. My riding style is defensive I do not speed or weave in and out of traffic. I use my bike for commuting through the city and enjoy taking day trips through the mountains. I do not feel the need to put my bike or my riding abilities to their limits. There has only ever been one near-miss where I was riding down a road, around 100 meters ahead of me there was a car on the left side of the road with their right indicator on waiting to turn right (to come opposite me, they would have had to cross my lane). I was travelling at around 60km/h. I assessed the risk and decided not to take off the throttle as it was a slight incline and there were cars coming in the opposite direction so the car would have to wait. I covered my rear brake as a fail-safe while I monitered the car. I saw the driver look at me, look left, then look directly at me again. Around 40 meters away the car took off from the stop sign directly infront of me and I went into a kind of 'accident avoidance' mode. My rear brake was applied as soon as I realised what was going on and reacted. Next I dropped the throttle and put on the front brakes hard. With my left hand I pulled the clutch, applied the horn and dropped the gears with my left foot. All within a second or two. I could feel the bike wobbling under the pressure of the braking and there is quite a possibility that my rear wheel had locked up. The driver who heard my horn (with their window down) must have paniced and put on the brakes. So now I have barely 30 meters to stop from 60km/h with a car stationary in the center of the road. I ended up coming to a complete stop around one arms length from the cars drivers side door. I was staring directly at the driver who had a horrified look on her face, she didnt even shrug, just looked left to make sure traffic was clear and drove off. I pretty much rode another 10 meters past the street the car turned from and pulled over on the side of the road where I turned off the bike and lay with my face on the handlebars. Surprisingly even though it was a near miss, it shook me up enough that I did not feel like riding for the next half hour.