Same old story again: I was being overtaken by a lorry, and the driver forgot that there is an awful lot of lorry left behind the cabin. he turned in, bumped my shoulder and all of a sudden yours truly went flying arse over tit into the ditch, missing a traffic sign post with inches to spare. Fortunately I landed in soft grass, unhurt but furious beyond words. I bounced back up in time to see the lorry moving away and displayed a bit of very rude body language for the benefit of the driver.
Knowing that there was a roadwork area with slow speed a mile away, I jumped back on the bike and went after him, pedalling as hard as I possibly could. I nearly made it, but the lorry pulled past the roadwork just as I was about to catch up. Maybe just as well, considering my state of mind.
Right then a car driver called for my attention: It turned out that he had seen the whole thing, raced after the lorry and gotten its number. I found another witness and reported the incident to the police. Now I am awaiting the fireworks. That driver is really in for it.
/Claes