Years ago, when my first kid was about 2, a lady nearly ran us both over while backing up and not looking. She actually hit me, and I had to sit on her SUV's back bumper while holding my kid in the air by the arm. Should have pursued charges, but I honestly just wanted to get out of there a.s.a.p. She wasn't even going to stop and check afterwards, but I kicked her back window several times and made her get out. I'd love to see all cars dissappear and be replaced with public transit.
Literally last night I was out running and had to stop dead in my tracks as a driver took a right turn without looking. Always make sure you get eye contact with a driver if you're not sure they're paying attention.
Twice in roughly 38 years. Both my fault: riding a bicycle in the dark without light and in front of a car who couldn't see mee and once as a 12-year old racing into an intersection where the car clearly had the right of way (it hit me and was legally at fault since that is how it works here; my parents made me go to their house afterwards to apologise).
First time, I was standing with two feet on the ground at a stop sign on the right side of the road where bicycles usually travel. A driver made a left turn and turned into the wrong side of the road where I was standing. I went up onto the hood and was launched when the car stopped. Thankfully I wore a helmet :)
Second time I was riding along in the periphery of the door zone and an open parking space came up on my right. A driver on my left, riding along with me, wanted to park in the space and hit me. This one was minor, I was more upset than anything.
I've been actually hit twice by drivers that didn't look right before turning into a lane going right. They looked left for cars, but never bothered to look right again before going. Both times were minor and I wasn't hurt, but I was pissed off as I was on the sidewalk both times it happened.
Lost count on the very first week as a cyclist. I used to teach a little more than 10km away from home, and I often had to take the "heavy duty" main streets, full of trucks and the like. I've been a few inches from dying so much I got kinda jaded at some point. Thankfully, the few times I've been hit was in slow streets, nothing major.
Now that I've been riding less I look back and ask how the hell was I able to not lose balance and get my arm ripped from my shoulder.
Nearly hit? Countless times. Been hit twice on my bike in the last month. Thankfully I walked (cycled) away with a bruised leg, but it was a close call.