Regular commuter for about the last 7 years here, 25 mile round trip with a proper mix of urban, suburban and fast rural. I’ve been T boned once in an incident bad enough to wreck a wheel and give me cuts and bruises. Good average I reckon, but, funnily enough last night’s ride home was one of those that made me feel very mortal with 2 very close passes and a chap starting to pull out from a junction as I was passing in front of his bonnet. Just made eye contact in time, he was very apologetic. Most of the time I feel safe, but I reckon everyone has those days when it feels like a dangerous sport.