Riding along at a good clip, must have had a tail wind. Just north of 54th, a ramp comes off the West Side Highway and into the cruise ship terminal. Crossing the Hudson River Greenway bike path. The cars have a stop sign. The bikes don't stop.
Usually there's a cop there making the cars stop, to protect the bikers, but there was no one there today. As I round the corner, a car is speeding up, going through the stop sign, driver looking me in the eye. I hit the brakes. Go over the handlebar, and fall in a pile of Dave. Stunned. Nothing broken. Scraped badly, bleeding. The bike's front tire ruined.