Motorcyclists, You are the victim of a hit and run..
OK, I got to thinking about this and what I might have done different. I will try to just keep this a summary. I have a tendency to get a little riled up when relating this episode. Ten years ogo…
My now wife and I (when we were still dating) were going to her parents house for dinner, and we were on my bike. Two lane each direction surface street, 35mph, Sunday afternoon about 4:00. We are in the right lane, left track (and 1 of two times that I have ever just rode with the flow, no hurry to get anywhere, usually doing flow +5mph) climbing a fairly steep hill and I hear tires screeching. I look in my right mirror and all I see is a Ford emblem, drifting to my left. I move the bike to the right track and start accelerating (really in the wrong gear for a quick move with passenger and hill). I look over to my left and I watch this car slide sideways into the left lane, passing me going uphill.
The image that is burned into my head is the four occupants of the car of, “South ‘o the border origin”, do not have the look of “OH :banned: , we’re going to wipe out” It was “Whoo Hooo!!! Roller Coaster ride!!”
The car did an abrupt vector change and came straight at us, hitting the bike in the saddle bag (left rear corner) knocking the bike into a fishtail. I tried to get her back under control for a couple of swings and knew it was a lost cause. I waited until the next swing and laid her back (now sideways), hooked my elbow under my passengers arm and kicked off before we got high sided. I loved her, but she is 1000 pounds of uncontrolled mass that I did not want to be in front of while we are sliding up the road.
Before the bike stopped rolling (side over side) I was on my feet looking for the vehicle (at this time I had been riding for 22 years, it is safe to say I know how to tuck and roll). I really wanted to have a talk with the driver and what I thought of his driving abilities. I located the car that had hopped the curb and ended up in the planting area at the end of the parking spaces in an apartment complex. I started walking towards the driver, and the car, backed up, turned around and started coming at me…increasing speed, all occupants still having a good ‘ol time.
The car swerved around me - barely, went back onto the street, back up on the sidewalk, passing all the traffic stopped at the light, through the intersection and continued on their way. I am ashamed to say that at this point I had completely forgotten about my date, and her location. I was beyond :banned: and really wanted to talk to the driver. As it turns out, she had just gotten back on her feet (she was still laying in the road, and the car all but skimmed her).
So, I put it to you…You are where I was, just getting back on your feet, you locate the vehicle and see it coming towards you. You still have your carry piece with you.
Know this. Hit and run accidents in Denver are pretty much never resolved.