Heyall ... my first post ... I wish it was going to be a happier one. Bought my first ever bike last week - a little CFmoto learner. I plan to get a real bike once I'm off the P's - although I guess everyone says that. Much of my time riding has been practicing u-turns and stops in Ikea's huge empty car park. On the streets, I've found car drivers to be really thoughtful once they spot the 'L' plate. Not one person has honked at me after the occasional stall at lights! So today I felt confident enough to go for a long spin through the city and up the old Pacific Highway, to that pie cafe above Brooklyn which gets mobbed by riders on weekends. The pie was excellent, although the coffee wasn't so good. As I left to come back to Sydney the heavens opened, even some small hail, so I pulled over waited until it eased (hail makes a funny sound on a helmet). Once I started up again, I noticed the road was slippy and the bike felt slightly unstable - it really unnerved me, so I slowed up a lot and took the corners very gently. But then I had a ute come up behind me who was incredibly impatient and sat right on my tail (that road is all double-middle lines, so he couldn't overtake). Feeling pretty intimidated, I made a huge error - instead of ignoring him, I moved to the side of the lane and with my right hand went to signal him to go past me ... BUT when the front wheel came onto the white line at the roadside, it seemed to lose traction ... and since I'd taken one hand off the handlebars ... the bike went out from underneath me. I was only doing about 30-35. The ute had already partly pulled out to pass me, so thankfully I wasn't in any danger of being hit by him. Incredibly, he (or her) didn't stop! I still can't believe he kept going, when I'd been trying to do the right thing. I'm feeling sore now but amazingly there's no broken skin. Thank f--k the salesguy at the dealership talked me into buying a pair of kevlar jeans, or I'd have a lot of skin gone off my right leg leg. The bike came out of it worse than me. I was able to ride it home, even though the headlamp points to one side. I'll take it to a smash repairer tomorrow. I'm gutted ... I crashed my new bike only one week in. Of course, I'll get over it. This time next year I'll be laughing about it, I hope!