Someone tried to kill me twice in the past week.
Not the same person and probably not intentionally. But with the same lethal attitude behind the steering wheel of a car.
Last Friday on Tamaki Drive, I was coming back alone towards the city from a training ride, keeping well left in the bus lane just after 7am when a small sedan shot past me so close that the tip of the rear-view mirror brushed past my outstretched elbow.
Just a minor wobble in the wrong direction, unaware that 1500kg of metal was coming rapidly from behind, and I could have been added to the road statistics.
Thanks mate. I tell you what, why don't you put your mum on the side of the road and then drive within a few centimetres of her at 60km/h?
You'd never do anything as insane as that would you?