I need some inventive swear words...

[calime]

...to cool my nerves. A nice suicidal little old damn lady on a bicycle decided to take a sharp left turn in front of my car today, not bothering with a warning beforehand. Result is one broken car light, some irretrievably dead neurons in my head and a twisted rear tire in the bike. Little pink lady fortunately was unharmed and for some reason - could it be a guilty conscience? grrrr!- did not stay to sort things out but grabbed her bike and made like smoke before I could say fuck! twice. Which leaves me contemplating car repairs and whether she will decide sometimes during the next 6 months that this was all my fault after all and go to the police or not. Oh what a wonderful world.

Just an update of the situation: had my father consult a lawyer friend of his... apparently I do not need to go to the police at least...and i am not going to go haggle with the car insurance people, I'll just pay for a new light and consider myself lucky that the only damage done was to the vechicles...
But I guess it takes a bit before I am able to look at cyclists with anything less than a paranoid anxiety :).