Bit of a scare

The good news for today is, I didn't kill anybody.

There was about a two-second timespan when I thought I was about to. I was passing an abbreviated entrance ramp on a section of Interstate that was heavily under construction, when a motorcycle slid casually out into the lane in front of me. He'd been doing about 40 to my 55 when he started to merge. He decided that was a fine speed to continue. And he didn't even look behind him before he swung into the traffic.

I think the sound of my air brakes got his attention. I was about twenty feet behind him when he finally looked back, looked forward again, and casually started accelerating. By that time I had almost slowed down to his speed. My heart started back down to normal speeds about ten seconds later.

I'm glad my trailer was empty. On a wet road that could have been dangerous (less weight on the back means more chances for a skid), but here it just meant less weight for the brakes to fight. I don't think I'd have overrun him if I'd been fully loaded, but I'm just as happy not testing the theory.

And I do wonder. Was I that hard to see?