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Interesting article, Breaking.
My Daddy was involved in about two incidents a year (mostly near-misses) when he used to cycle to work. A former van driver and motorcyclist (now a car driver again with a clean record) he knew the highway code very well and was a working man, not a kid with something to prove.
He cycled because we didn't have he money for a car, but on at least one occasion I remember he had to replace his wet weather gear (an expense as necessary as it was unwelcome) because he'd come off his bike swerving out of the path of a car that didn't see him in the early hours of the morning.
More than once he had car doors open on him. I've never opened a drivers' side door without checking for cyclists after seeing his grazed face.
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