Hit by a bus
I cycled past this scene this morning in Victoria. A few bits of clothing, the remains of a cappuccino cup and a some blood stains next to the big wheels of this coach. The second bus / pedestrian collision in as many weeks. There’s something particularly lonely about being run over by a bus. Maybe it’s because I don’t imagine the driver is aware that someone is buckling underneath their wheels in the way a car driver would. I wonder how many bus drivers don’t know they’ve just hit someone?