The last part made my day: "My heart goes out to you." Okay, Christian sentiment, fair enough. But then, Ms. Lackritz's real emotions and feelings are expressed and laid bare, "I'll be watching for you." 
Is there a more un-self-aware place than Eugene?
Unfortunately, I think this is "exaggeration": she nowhere mentions any injuries; certainly, if it transpired as she relates, there should have been significant ones. But, it couldn't have so transpired, could it? If bikes and cars were headed west, just how does an overtaking car pass between the car being overtaken and the bicyclists? Answer: it doesn't and it didn't. This appears to be a poor attempt at car driver-shaming (the elite car, the un-hippy-like driver's appearance, powerful engine, etc.).
Personally, I wish to complain about the shocking proliferation of aged lycra-covered bicycling bodies that should be loosely clothed in parachute material: leave the lycra to the young and buff, for God's sake!