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I got into a little "incident" this afternoon coming back from seeing a friend and get my bike fixed. Someone literally ran me off the road and tried to kill me. No way he could have said "I didn't see her" because he was looking STRAIGHT at me, with a big stupid smile on his damn ugly face. He cut 3 lanes in one shot, and came straight at me. I was in the far right lane (slow lane), on my way to take the exit for Springfield MA off of I-91, near Hartford. I had nowhere to go, one car behind me and never had enough time to speed up. I braked as fast as I could in the brakedown lane, and *almost* manage coming to a full stop..but nooooo...I fell on my back, trying to keep the bike from falling over and it landed on me. Bike has nothing that I'm aware of, but my back and shoulders hurt. Car behind me stopped, and told me he saw another car going after that asshole, but the guy speed up pretty fast after pulling that stunt.
Adrenaline was so high, I just got up, spitting out french swearing words, lifted my bike up, got back on and went to the next exit. Sat down in the grass of a gas station and tried to calm myself down for nearly half an hour. I got one of the biggest scare of my life, and I still can't comprehend WHY someone would want to hurt me/kill me like that. Hate for motorcycles? Jealousy? WTF?!!