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Crossing the Hawthorne Bridge at 7:15am, traffic in the right lane slows down while center-lane traffic continues through the intersection to the west side of Portland. I see a bike rider in the right lane braking hard coming up to the now stopped cars.

Is she going to do it? There's not room, I can't stop in time if she pulls into my lane. She does it.

After entering my lane, she looks over her left shoulder and sees me just inches away from plowing into her and she then signals. I'm on my brakes and horn as she continues to cross my lane and darts into the left turn lane. She crosses three lanes of traffic in less than 15 feet and comes to a stop behind cars waiting to turn.

I pull even on the right, roll down my window, "Hey, I don't want to run over you but you just pulled out right in front of me!"

"You have a nice day," is her reply.

Duh...