My daughter asked me if I could go grab a friend of hers from across town ... I thought, well I wanted to go for a ride anyways, may as well just take the bike. I get dressed and ready to ride, just before I get on the bike we get the call that plans have changed and I no longer need to grab the friend. Since I am all dressed I decide what the hell, I will go for a quick burn. Take off the backpack with the extra helmet, gloves, jacket and head off to the garage.
At the bottom of my street is a park and a blind corner where this arsehole lives. The corner is about 30km/hr and as I am rounding the corner the arsehole darts out of his driveway in reverse right in front of me. Soon as I see him, I am leaning a bit here, I hit my rear brake hard. Tire grabs and I slide a bit, release the brake, get the bike upright and straight (lucky no one was coming the opposite way) apply both brakes, clutch and gear down to first from second. Stop the bike and look right and say WTF DUDE! Well, I said it to myself because the arsehole didnt even stop to make sure I was ok, just sped off down the road. He was either drunk or scared because when he hit the 4 way stop he didnt use his signal and took off like a bat out of hell.
I just turned the bike around and went home and kissed my bike and wife (In that order)
Funny thing about it was, I never knew how I would handle myself when I had to react quick ... no adrenalin boost and no sick feeling in my stomach, just got bike bike straight and said in my head "Wow, that was close" ... You know that the safety course works when you can handle a situation like that and your body just reacts.
I know this will not compare to some of your close calls but this was my first.