I nearly killed a biker last night.

So I'm trucking down 435 in the big white truck and I decide to change lanes. I'm well aware of where I am - there aren't any vehicles nearby but I check the mirrors anyway. Yup, nothing there, so I signal and begin my lane change..... check the mirror again.


In my mirror is a motorcycle closing fast. I jerk back into my lane and my mouth drops. In 3 seconds, dude is half a mile ahead of me and gone past a bend at the Grandview Triangle. He must have been doing 160 because he FLEW by me and I was doing 65 or 70.

Had I hit him and splattered him all over Grandview - no guilt. Nothing I could have done. He's just fortunate that I was extra attentive last night.