My Ducati was almost an ex-Ducati tonight, and me along with it.
Beligerant and probably drunk asshole totally runs a red light in the middle of three lanes. I'm going through the light around 30 and see him just in time, making a lightning stop within the first lane. He missed me.
Then he has the nerve to pull over and cuss me out for a second, like he didn't even see the stoplight in the first place, before driving off and hopefully pulled over for DUI or maybe just being a dick.
I've been clipped before from behind, almost run off from the side but that's my first near-miss from right angles. Praises to my noodly master!