In college I sometimes biked to campus. I lived a few blocks from it (technically less than a block, but there wasn’t an exit on the corner). I remember one day biking back, crossing the road to where I lived, and a car damn near almost ran me over. It was only like a 20mph street, and I wasn’t speeding by, so they had plenty of time to see me. That moment stuck with me to never trust that drivers are doing the right thing. Just because you have the right to do something doesn’t mean you won’t be hit doing it. Luckily, IIRC, it was a small car though, so even if it had hit me I probably would have been mostly fine.
In college I sometimes biked to campus. I lived a few blocks from it (technically less than a block, but there wasn’t an exit on the corner). I remember one day biking back, crossing the road to where I lived, and a car damn near almost ran me over. It was only like a 20mph street, and I wasn’t speeding by, so they had plenty of time to see me. That moment stuck with me to never trust that drivers are doing the right thing. Just because you have the right to do something doesn’t mean you won’t be hit doing it. Luckily, IIRC, it was a small car though, so even if it had hit me I probably would have been mostly fine.