Fuck me it was a close one today. Finished uni early so thought I'd do a few runs of the yarra boulevard. The whole stretch of road, although short, is very nice. The surface is OK, better in some parts than in others; one particular corner is my favorite as it's surface is a light shade of grey, compared to the black bitumen everywhere else, and is alot cleaner. Here it is on google maps:http://g.co/maps/36b43 I was travelling in the same direction as the red car is in that image. As you can see there is a side-street just to the left of the car. I had about $0.90 in my pocket at the time, and as I came around I saw a silver merc creeping over the white line wanting to turn right across me. Quick glance at his head showed he was looking the other way. Merc started to move forward across my lane, and then my attention turned to another car coming the other way. Looked back at the gap between the front of the Merc and the white line between the two lanes and made the decision to go for it. Didn't go for the front brake, in fact I think I cracked open the throttle just a bit more. Managed to get so close as to see the bugs on the front of the merc and then I was through the gap and the corner opened up. Quick glance back to see the merc stopped halfway across my lane. I think all this happened very quickly but it felt like an age - they're right, time really does 'slow down' in these situations Had he not braked when he did...well, I didn't like my chances. Not with the other car coming the opposite direction. Let out a few expletives in my helmet, but no rush of adrenalin or pounding heart like I expected. Finished up another couple of easy runs then started to head back when I saw the merc again. He turned into one of the side-streets so I followed. He parked on the side, wound down his window, and I came up next to his door. I asked him whether he'd almost hit a bike on that corner over there and he said yes and began to be very apologetic! I was expecting a bit of rage about how us 'bikers' are always 'hooning' around here. Instead, he began talking about how he knows we riders to ride around here alot and that he should've looked again. He said he heard me, looked, saw nothing, looked in the other direction, began to move as the oncoming car was going to pass, then turned back just to see me pass by his bonnet. He apologised again, said I scared the crap out of him and that he was just glad he didn't hit me. I thanked him and apologised for scaring him, and also thanked him for being understanding. Then he complimented me about my bike, and we talked a bit about it, before we each made our separateways. So what did I learn from all this: 1) don't get ahead of myself. That particular corner, and any one where there is a side-street on it, presents the potential for this happening. I'll pick my battles more wisely in future, or maybe just stick to the track. 2) SRs - ignore them. Over the past year I have slowly built a wall against panicked braking and target fixation during my cornering. That came in handy today. 3) Finding a gap can sometimes be more important than braking. Although this is dependent on the circumstances at the time, in this particular scenario the gap was the way to go. 4) Try to talk to the person who almost killed you if you get the chance. It helps to clear your mind and get things off your chest. Sorry for the long post, you're doing well if you've managed to get to this point given my rambling. Goddamn that was a close one.