This is why I run a dash cam in ALL my cars. The first... Pulling out of a parking lot, the bike was turning the corner as I was pulling into the street, several hundred feet back from where I was. She (judging by the flowers on the helmet) must have been cranking on it as soon as she turned. Almost took the right side mirror off and scared the snot out of Mrs. Big John who was in the passenger seat. This was this morning. Speed limit is 55 in that area, and I was down to 45, because I know it gets busy there. Glad I was paying attention. I've actually talked to the owner of the Vette because it looks just like my old one. I'll see him again... BTW, he got the "salute" when I went around the corner.