Coming out of Livingston North station car park. The main access is down the middle, with parking either side. There's a car looking to cross the main access, which I am riding on. It is downhill. I clock that the driver has not looked at me yet, so swing a bit away from him to give him more time to see me.
He still hasn't looked. I get on the brakes, but to be honest I really need new brake blocks and I'm not stopping quickly enough. He's still coming. Now I start yelling. He's going to hit me.
I'm going to be hit.
No, he's spotted that he has a woman on a bicycle in front of his car and he stops. So do I.
To give him credit, he apologised and waited until I got myself together before he went off. I was pretty shaken.
"I didn't see you" he said. Well, yes, you wouldn't have pulled out if you'd seen me.
"Well look next time," I said, and "You didn't hit me..."
Had a good rant with one of my cycling colleagues and felt better. (Bike will be off to the shop this weekend for a bit of a service!)