One lady hit me and got my bike lodged in her car. She then continued to stare me down and slowly drive forward, dragging me with her…

I got free from her within like 30 seconds but it was so scary

Twice in roughly 38 years. Both my fault: riding a bicycle in the dark without light and in front of a car who couldn’t see mee and once as a 12-year old racing into an intersection where the car clearly had the right of way (it hit me and was legally at fault since that is how it works here; my parents made me go to their house afterwards to apologise).

Twice today. I don’t keep a running tally.

I only remember the two times I’ve actually been hit. One time the driver did the old indicate and turn left in front of me in one motion, no prior warning, didn’t check the rear view mirror, just turned straight through me to go down a side street. My brake lever scrapped all the way down the side of their SUV and I fell off my bike but was otherwise fine. They didn’t stop, just drive off.

The second time a car on a give way/yield pulled out of a side street and drove straight through me breaking my leg, scooping me into their bonnet and dropping me onto the road as they stopped. It was broad daylight, I was in a painted cycle lane, I was wearing a hi vis jacket and they were on a give way. They just drive through me like I wasn’t even there. They did at least stay with me until the police and ambulance arrived.

Few tight corners on busy main roads, big Lorry comes charging past and nearly knocks you off the street. But mostly the classic douche car shenagins

Many many times, lost count, my dad was hit once but nothing serious