No Skull Injuries or Leg Injuries?! No, Nothing.

Since moving up here and biking to and from school in downtown Minneapolis, I was a bit curious as to how long it would take me to get hit by a car. Well, I now have my answer.

I knew that if I were to be hit, it would most likely be on my way home and by a car that was turning left. When I'm headed home, I'm going east on Hennepin and I've got cars zooming right by me on my right going the same way as I am. There have been a few times where I was almost hit by a couple cars, and even a bus, when they were in the process of turning left; they were getting ready to turn and waiting for traffic to pass by in the opposite direction and they wouldn't see me coming up behind them and would almost hit me. But as I saw what they were doing, I was able to successfully avoid it. I wasn't as lucky today. But that's because I just didn't see it coming.
It was raining off and on today and had started up again as my last class finished. I was annoyed at the rain for I had to wait for it to slow down. I had ridden home in the rain before and I really do hate it, and besides, I had new pants on that I didn't want to get dirty because I wanted to wear them to see Tony that evening. I was about to walk to the bus stop and take the bus home when the rain let up, and so I hopped on my bike and started heading east on Hennepin. I had my hood up as it was still sprinkling a little and was a bit chilly. So in other words, my vision was obscurred on my sides; I could really only see what was right in front of me. I was about four blocks away from the bridge into downtown and was nearing a set of lights when suddenly this black car shot in front of me and started to turn left. Now...this boggles me...I mean, this car had been behind me, had passed me, and then had still proceeded to turn left. How could the person not have seen me? Anyways...so I saw what was coming, I knew what was going to happen. I don't freak out in situations like this, I just prepare myself. Since it was raining, I knew my brakes were just frankly useless for they don't really work when they're wet; the tire just slides along them. So I put on my brakes and started to veer left so as not to hit the car full on. I hit the back side of the car and that along with steering my bike left, my bike fell out under me and I slid along the street on my right leg. I remember watching the car, wondering whether the person would be an asshole and just go on, or if they'd stop. The person stopped. I got up and the first thing I did was look down at my pants and was annoyed that they had gotten dirty. Other than that, I just kind of laughed inside thinking, "I just fucking got hit by a car." (Well...sort of, I guess I hit it actually.) So then the light turns green and I look to see that I'm surrounded by cars. I mean, I just got hit, you saw it...just wait a little fucking bit! I heard a male voice behind me, "You ok?!" Some guy in a car had rolled down his window. I just smiled and said "I'm ok." The lady who had driven the car ran up to me with her hands on her horror-stricken face and she said, "Oh my god! Are you ok?" I just waved her off as I got back onto my bike. "Yeah, I'm alright." I said. She kept asking though, "You have any skull injuries, leg injuries?"
"No, I'm good." I said and I got onto my bike and just went on my way, smiling and laughing the whole way home."

I was a bit shaken up right after it happened, but most of all I thought it was funny. And besides, I didn't even get hurt by it. Right after it happened, I pulled my cell out and called Tony while biking. When he answered, I said, "Guess just what fucking happened to me?"

Oh wow, I got hit by a car.