Pray to your deity, Mickey, and watch events unfold. Everything goes into slow motion (except the vehicle, of course) and there seems to be lots of time to think. Between seeing the motorcyclist on my side of the road and him hitting me, I was able to try and avoid him, stop the car, consider how much it was going to hurt if he hit the windscreen in front of my face(he hit the unoccupied passenger side)realise that I was probably going to die, wonder what the explosion was(airbags), and finally have the presence of mind to turn the engine off and get the hell out of there, all in 5-10 seconds.
Incedentally, the "A" road where we live is described in motorcycle magazines as an ideal road to open up their bikes and test their driving abilities. There are around 20 deaths a year, mostly motorcyclists, but, as it's the main road between Birmingham and the coast, we hear the ambulances and police EVERY Friday evening as the city drivers try to overtake the caravans, thinking they can see round blind corners and over hillcrests.
I have to use that road today, and I will keep to a steady 50/55 on the straight bits, and slower through villages. Tailgaters can jolly well get on with it. I know that it won't get them there any faster, because I know where the roadworks are!!!