Rollin' Dirty

[Hey, You!] An angry tirade at a driver for whom stop signs mean nothing

Box Brown


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You were the driver of the white Honda going downhill along Ridgeline Road toward El Toro Road in Portola Hills a few weeks ago. At the same moment you ran the stop sign, four of my friends, fellow road cyclists, were rolling through the intersection. You failed to stop and, instead, pulled directly in front of them going 35 mph to 38 mph. They all went evasive: Three were fortunate and avoided trouble, the fourth face-planted and ended up in the hospital with traumatic brain injury and facial damage. She is improving, but still in ICU as of today—a shout-out to the local EMT team; they were quickly on the spot. You did not even slow down, you fuck!