I don’t have much to say besides I’m glad you’re safe.

I’ve had a few near misses like that. I try not to lose my temper but sometimes the sweet release of calling a driver in the wrong a basic dickhead is too appealing.

It’d depend on their reaction. I’m happy to say they’re apologetic more often than not. If they were clearly on their phone I’d probably cuss them out anyway.

E: I get maybe irrationally annoyed when they don’t use their indicators though.

I can’t say I remember this ever happening to me with a car (regularly with e-scooters and bicycles, which isn’t as bad and also besides the point). You know why I think that is? They actually enforce traffic rules over here. Get caught almost killing a pedestrian, and you can be pretty sure you’ll lose your license. There’s speed cameras and random speed checks everywhere too. Slightly too fast is expensive, clearly too fast makes you lose your license (either immediately or eventually, depending on severity), and driving obscenely fast will make you also lose your car. Not all drivers have their own sense of accountability, so it’s critical that we force them to have one.

Your reaction makes perfect sense. Been there too many times. It’s completely insane that some people feel their car’s integrity is somehow equal or more important than the integrity if your body. I’d only keep my mouth shut if I lived in a country / area where guns are prevalent. You don’t know whether the psychopath is armed and crazy or not. In either case, I might simply confront them with:

“No, I did not hit your car, you hit me with your car. What’s your name and insurance policy? I might need those if the pain gets worse and I need medical attention?”

Try being homeless in a major city.

When you live on the street, you are never away from idiotic, distracted, drunk, high, pissed off drivers.

Encounters like what you describe become something that happens every few days, even multiple times a day.

You’re extremely lucky if none of them hit you.

You come to hate them.

How dare your existence inconvenience them, even though you are using a crosswalk or crossing legally.

You come to view them as basically natural predators.

I stare at them and yell “Fuck you”.

In that situation I would have yelled “You murderous piece of fucking shit. Stop driving a car. Fuck you.”

I really don’t care for people that think being calm in situations like this is the right choice. You almost fucking died, or worse, had to spend the rest of your life in a wheel chair while the driver has their wages garnished to pay for it; also for the rest of their lives. Swearing at them and cussing them out is the only way to get through to the bastards, if you’re lucky. Otherwise they’ll just forget that they almost killed someone a few minutes later.

On two occasions I’ve actually punched a car in a drive by. Once when I was crossing a zebra and a car just drove by with zero fuck given. I saw the car, jumped back and kicked the door, leaving a good mark. Driver got scared thinking he or she hit me and took off immediately.

The other time I was on a bike, going downhill straight on a crossing where I had the right of way. A big van makes a left turn right in front of me. I went full in the brakes, lifting y rear wheel up, and managed not to crash into him, but close enough to be able to punch the rear door with my fist. This one too took off immediately.

Fuck these assholes

“Don’t need to use that kind of language? Be glad I’m using my words at all you miserable sack of shit!”

I just straight up got hit crossing a crosswalk in Auckland, NZ. Did a full flip in the air, lost my glasses, and spider webbed most of the kid’s windshield with my head. I didn’t have to be angry. He took me back to his Mother’s to get me an ice pack, and she did all the work for me. I spent a few days picking shards of glass out of my neck, though.

Ironically, the previous week, another NZ kid rear-ended the car I had bought two hours prior, totalling it. That was the end of my car travel in New Zealand.

No, but I have actually been hit. Waited at the crosswalk for the light, looked before crossing, made it halfway across the three lane, one way road before some idiot turned (illegally into the middle lane) and hit me.

This is not very Buddhist of me, but I wish she could know that she gave me a concussion, permanently injured my knee, broke my nose, and ruined my credit because I had no health insurance, while all she got was a $67 traffic ticket. She even tried to fight it at court, saying that she shouldn't be held liable because she "didn't see [me]". I was wearing a bright orange shirt on a sunny day.

I will remember her name for the rest of my life.

Edit: I just googled her name (it's very unique) and it looks like she was let go from the Air Force after she was found guilty of running me over and her career suffered for a few years. So that's nice. But now she's working for the VA. Fuck that. I probably won't ever tell her what she did, but we'll see.

I think a good rule here is, “If I could reach your car, you were way too close.” I like to drum on the hoods of cars stopped halfway into the crosswalk at traffic lights too. No one has actually spoken to me the few times I’ve done it, just confused and/or angry looks depending on the MSRP of the vehicle.

One of my colleagues almost got hit recently, apparently he was crossing a pedestrian crossing, a woman was speeding up. He just had time to jump to the side! The woman was accompanied by a young woman (probably the one who alerted the driver) , they stopped and asked him “are you okay?!” after the driver told him she was sorry, that she hadn’t seen him -_-…

He told me that he had the reflex to jump, what would have happened with a child?

The interesting side of this story is that my colleague owns an (fucking) SUV…

Close to my home, there is a crossing without traffic lights next to the bus stop I get off at. I can’t count the number of times a car, or even more frequently a motorbike, coming from the right sped up in order to be able to go through in front of me. And of course, most of the time they end up having to hard break in order to not run me over, and they still manage to complain (and most of the time while honking) that I am crossing at a crossing.

“Did you just hit my car?”

…

“Do I look like fucking Ironman?”

I saw a cop actually pull someone over for making a left turn while someone was crossing the street and they didn’t leave much room between the person, it is the law in my area that pedestrians are to be fully clear of the crossing before a car can go. It is so rarely enforced that I was irrationally happy to see them pulled over for it. Part of this may be because its a crossing I use weekly to get to a grocery store.

I’m glad you are safe, if your city doesn’t have similar laws recomend them as well as other measures to your local politicians. Some of our intersections give pedestrians a head start before cars to put the pedestrians in the crosswalk before the light turns green to help increase visibility, your intersections might be able to have a similar feature with very little additional costs.

In Illinois pedestrians always have the right of way. Even if they’re fucking stupid, like walking along the median at night in dark clothes.

If you’re going walking at night, I’d advise:

Wear a reflective vest. They’re dirt cheap.

Get a flashlight that you can clip on your belt or pocket - I got a good one when I moved into the suburban hinterlands, and you can’t fucking miss it.

Easier said than done, but didn’t just look for traffic - listen for it. And always err on the side of caution.

You can’t escape the need for cars, especially in America outside of urban areas, so you just need to be careful. And remember everybody - you, me, and Joe down the street, EVERYBODY, every single human alive - is a fucking idiot. It’s just a matter of degrees, subject matter, and self awareness.

I used to get really uncharacteristically angry like this when I biked to work on a particularly bad road. I would almost get hit all the time. It felt like I was in a battle.

I eventually dealt with it by taking a longer route to work that went out of the way to avoid that road. Not saying that’s a great solution but it’s what I had to do.

I do drive, but also walk a lot and yes, I hit the hood of the car if crossing the street and someone starts to turn without looking the way they are going. Smack the hood, they stop, I cross. Can’t even count the number of times I’ve done that.

As far as dealing with the anger, I would say your response was appropriate and it’s much better you didn’t smash her mirror.

Honestly note their plate and get them fined, or sue them

Today someone threatened to murder me.

Our car battery died during a snow storm. We only have one car, but I have an e bike and the auto parts store is less than 10 minutes from me. The roads were shit, visibility was shit, but 80% of my ride was on a state designated bike path so I figured I’d be fine for a quick trip.

I came up to the intersection in question and there was so much snow piled up between the bike path and the street I had to hop off the bike to get through it. The light was red in my favor, all traffic was stopped with no traffic coming from where the light was green. I started to cross the street and a HUGE truck waited until I was directly in front of him to slam on the gas, travel several feet at me, and then slam on the brakes just to intimidate me.

I doubt I would have survived if he had decided to just keep driving. Even if the light had changed by the time I managed to get off the road, is one life really worth less than the 20 seconds it takes to wait for someone to cross??