So on my usually trip home yesterday I arrived at one of the more serious alert points along my route. This spot involves 3 lanes heading south, but the left lane must turn left. I won’t call this piece of planning stupid, but it is not representative of the traffic flow during the peak 4 hours of the day. The vast majority of traffic want to continue south, so those in the left lane must merge right. The result is an alert situation for us bikers. Yesterday I’d gotten into the middle lane a little earlier than usual. The traffic was doing about 30 and I was locked in. I was watching the ute on my left, because I knew there was a fair chance he wanted to get into my lane. I was sitting roughly in the centre of the lane giving me space all round. It’s then I notice movement in my right periphery vision. I turn my head to see Mr. phucknuckle merging on me from behind. I make as much room as I can and get on the horn. Mr phucknuckle is now making eye contact with me through the front windshield, but still coming. I was then my boot made a funny sound. That slowed him enough for me to get out of the way. Funny thing was I didn’t get worked up. I just did what was needed to be done and got out of there.