Trust your Guardian Angel

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I haven’t really had much time to ride the last couple of months. The weather has just been really terrible and Cape Town drivers lose their mind when they drive in rain. They’re unpredictable and drive way over what I deem to be a safe and sensible speed for rainy conditions, therefore I have resorted to commuting with my car.  If anything should happen, at least then I have six airbags to soften the blow.

I’ve seen some really scary stuff on the roads lately. Cars punching right through the safety barrier separating the N1 towards Cape Town. Also, entire lanes flooded early mornings when it’s pitch dark and people emergency braking to avoid aquaplaning. People driving erratically, switching lanes without indicating or checking blind spots. When you stop and think how much could go wrong on our roads, you almost don’t want to be on them at all.

Inside each and every one of us, there’s a little voice. Some call it your sixth sense, or your gut instinct, just a little voice inside your head telling you to stop, or do something right now. It might come to you in the form of déjà vu, or some people might just pawn it off to experience or wisdom. For me, I call that voice my Guardian Angel. A few days ago, I was commuting home from work. On the N1 outbound stuck behind a double-cab with a truck to it’s left and a sedan to the right. The driver was smoking and had his elbow out the window. I was going to split in between the double-cab and the sedan, but I thought I’d rather take it easy, because if the driver of the double-cab tips his cigarette out the window, I’ll be catching his ash right in my face. But even besides that, something didn’t feel right to me.

We approached a left-turn on the highway and the truck slightly overtook the double-cab, which in turn was slightly ahead of the sedan. Next thing, the truck suddenly swerves into his lane forcing him to in turn swerve to his right forcing the sedan to slam on the brakes to avoid the double-cab from plowing into his side. All of this felt like an eternity, but it was less than seven seconds for this whole scenario to have played out, which would, (have I tried to split between the sedan and double-cab), placed me straight in the path of the swerving double-cab.

I guess you could argue that fear of getting cigarette ash in my face, caused me to hold back on overtaking the double-cab bakkie, but there was something else that just didn’t feel right to me. I just felt that at that specific point in time, it’s better to hang back and see what happens. That paid off for me big time.

If something doesn’t feel right, follow your instinct/gut/inner voice, or whatever you want to call it, because more often than not, you’ll be happy that you did.

About the author

Buks has had a passion for two-wheels since childhood. After his first motorcycle, a fire-breathing two-stroke Yamaha TZR250, he realized he was hooked. When Buks isn't writing for UltimateVelocity he enjoys practicing martial arts, gardening and spending time with his family.