I just got home from a 30km ride. Windy, cold as hell but enjoyed the ride except for...the fricking trucker dumbaz who decided to speed by me on a climb and cut me off. He blew by so fast, my vest flew up my back and honestly, I felt like I lifted off! He was so close I could feel the heat from his tires which are pretty much the size of me. It was a fricking big trailer and all I could do was hold on for dear life and keep on pedalling. WHY CAN'T CYCLIST GET ANY FREAKING RESPECT?!?!?!? I was wearing reflective stuff, my vest is red, and I'm pretty visible. Honestly, of all the times I've had close encounters with cars, I thought this one would send me to the hospital. Gigantic trailers vs little ol' me don't look like good odds. Okay, rant over.