I got hit by a car for the first time on sunday. I was riding down North Ave, coming up to the Damen/Milwaukee 6-way intersection and this car pulled out of their parking space into me. I swerved but the car was faster. I flew out into the lane but thankfully, no cars were coming. I am bruised but all right. I managed to fall softly and roll a little. Miraculous since I wasn't wearing a helmet (shame on me, I know). My bike was fine as well. The guy re-parked and got out and apologized profusely. I was shaken but told him I was all right but that next time, he might not be so lucky. Then he told me, "oh, I'm a bicycle rider too." To which I thought, That makes you an even bigger asshole! I didn't get his name or number, I didn't feel it was necessary as all of my bike and mine's moving parts worked. But I haven't left my house without my helmet once since then.