I was hit in the arly 90's. I was making a right from Walnut onto Aiken. There was a car coming from 5th on Aiken, with it's right turn signal on. The car started to make the right turn, and I made my right on red. A few feet farther, I started moving left and hit the front fender of that car.
Mostly my fault I figure.
Surprising things. First, the car did not hit my bike. It hit me. Second, neither me, the bike, nor the late model Cadillac was damaged. (Although I felt a little shakey and unsure for a bit.)
The woman driving the caddy would not have stopped had her passenger not insisted on it. She refused to give her insurance info. I was tempted to get her plate number, call the police, and go to the ER to get checked out (I really was surpised that I could get up and walk and nothing was broken.)
But in the end, I just figured I'd learn from my error and move on.
Less now than in last century, but it used to be if I were goig anywhere betwen 10pm and 2 am on a Friday or Saturday, I would get my ass off the street rather than be passed by a car.
Any car at those hours can be assumed to be driven by a drunkard. I mean, so drunk that the police would take the driver to the emergency room.
Think about it- probably about 1 in 200 or 300 cars are being driven by someone who can't really walk. It's a helluva chance to take. (See: "Cars hitting buildings")
I was bummed that the lights on Liberty in Bloomfield go to flashing yellow during these danger hours. It used to be I could wait on aside street for a red light on Liberty, then get three or four blocks in before I had to pull over to let the drunkards pass. With flashing yellows, the cars (that is, the drukard-driven cars) come steadily and it is like a war zone.
I ride most places I travel. Probably only comes out to about 30-40 miles per week, but a good proportion of those are during some dangerous times, either from rush hour or from drunks.
Where I live, Oakland, I face the prospects of rooky drivers who are also rooky drunks.