4 weeks ago a mate and I were about an hour into a 7hr epic and were heading through tail end of Eltham near Research, approx 7.45am, hot, sunny, clear, no cars either way and a big 18 wheeler roars past and genuinely just missed us. So close that an inexperienced rider may have panicked and been drawn into the wheels and then see ya later. We took down the truck's details including the company name.
Come Monday morning I rang Eltham Police and chatted to the Constable providing all the details. I advised that I know there wasn't much he could do but that I would like him to contact the company, find the driver and speak to him. My argument to the Constable was that I was no gumby, had a family, and had the driver actually taken me and my mate out then the Constable would have a shit load of paperwork and would have the job of informing our families of what had happened. And that the driver would then say sorry but fuck all would happen to him. So it would be of value if one driver changed their ways.
2 hours later the Constable calls back. He called the company, got the driver, reprimanded him, told him the scenario of what if he killed us, what would he say to our kids etc etc. driver was about 60yo with impeccable record but he admitted what he did and was distraught he actually got that close admitting he fucked up. He promised he would now always pay attention and give riders a wide birth. The Constable was a stand up guy, admittedly it may have been a slow day at the office but a good result. He advised I could contact the company myself to verify or follow up further but I thought the job was done.
Very happy with that outcome, but I acknowledge this is not the usual outcome, but we have to persist.
For example on Boxing Day when heading through Monbulk I was seeking directions and had my back wheel sticking out on a quiet road and a guy in a white Commodore wagon aimed at me and I had to quickly move or get hit. So I give him the finger and tell him where to go. He skids jumps out and says he will follow me and kill me, so I tell him to suck my c*** and note there are witnesses and to fuck off and buy his mum some teeth. This guy I laughed at so much that i didn't grab his details but I should have. I just couldn't stop laughing as I thought that's what happens when you are your bother's son who ends up marrying his sister. Not sure he ever finished grade 4.