It goes both ways really.
Many moons ago I was cycling down the hill back towards my parents' house. It was a lovely hot summers day so i was in shorts and a t-shirt. this being the early 90s there was none of the cycle helment nonsense as the general (stupid) consensus was that you looked a bit of a helmet wearing one.

I'm going along at a fair old lick on my crappy Apollo Holford's special when the door of a convertible car swings open right in front of me. Bike goes crashing into door, I go sailing over door. Thankfully the tarmac was there to cushion my fall giving me some nice big burny cuts on my elbow, hip, knee and pride.

I stood up a bit dazed and went back to pick up my bike to find the woman from the car failing to stifle a laugh.

I looked at her, looked at her now rather bent door, failed to stifle my own laugh and cycled off happy in the knowledge that cuts scab over in a day or so, but no claims bonuses take a good five years to heal properly.
(Alphabet Soap boshboshboshbosh, Thu 17 Dec 2009, 13:45, 5 replies)

Jesus. To just walk/cycle off was big of you.
I don't think I would have been able to resist smashing her windscreen.
( Je suis un vagabond is an unfunny, up your own arse middle class knob, Thu 17 Dec 2009, 13:49, closed)

i was always a bit of a pussy as a child.
Still am actually. Terribly polite. Frightfully English.
(Alphabet Soap boshboshboshbosh, Thu 17 Dec 2009, 14:01, closed)

Englishness confirmed by your use of "terribly" and "frightfully" in those contexts.
You can have a click for that
(TheColonel, Thu 17 Dec 2009, 16:07, closed)

Similar thing happened to me
I was cycling down the street, wearing a bright yellow top and a fair way in from the kerb to avoid the pools of water, when somebody parked on my side facing the same way decided to perform a standing U-turn without actually bothering to look properly. The massive dent I left in his rear right-hand door still gives me some satisfaction.
(Vice Admiral Sir Charles Cockbrush KCB MBE DSO, who is finding it increasingly difficult to log into b3ta.com wants to duck your aunt and kick your puppy, Thu 17 Dec 2009, 13:55, closed)

I saw this happen
only the other day...

I drove along my (very narrow, very car-lined) road and could see a cyclists' flashing light gradually becoming less in the distance. Suddenly the flashing light disappeared completely, then reappeared far nearer the floor than it had previously been and getting no closer than it previously was.

It was only as I arrived at the scene that I saw a pair of slightly miffed looking individuals sharing their attention between a crumpled bicycle and a damaged door. I refused the opportunity to chuckle... I cycle down the same road most days.
( Moey, Thu 17 Dec 2009, 16:28, closed)