All season she has used my bike to commute to her job, mostly returning home between 10-11pm. All along I have suspected that she is not a defensive rider but borders on
a little aggressive. Back in her youth, we delivered papers in a small town in the darkness of morning. She learnt then to feel comfortable in the dark, with a misguided sense of safety. A small town at 5:30am is very different from night-time city traffic.
She was bumped when she tried to scoot past a car turning into a driveway. An older woman was driving, and promptly gave Daughter proper shit about riding on the sidewalk, and not being careful. I sympathize with the woman, she was probably in as much shock as Daughter.
I admit that I ride on the sidewalk on that busy street as well. But I am a very defensive rider, having found out at age 20 how it feels to be knocked down by a car.
So daughter is 'grounded' so to speak, having to bus and walk again. Today she will lick her wounds, and take hot baths to sooth her muscles. She knows how lucky she is. I am grateful that this lesson was not a serious one. A month ago a man I know was hit by a car on his bike, and ended up with a lung punctured in two places. He did not go to the hospital until he began to drown in his own fluids, and ended up in intensive care. He survived.
So daughter had a wake-up call. I know she learnt from it. My bike is off the road until the front wheel is repaired or replaced...
My sad bike in better days...