Lardyboy
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- Location
- Still Somewhere In Wales.
Coming home tonight in the car, after visiting a friend, it's 10.15 p.m. When I come across three cyclists, in full racing kit with not a light between them on an unlit section of twisty road where not a month before there was a fatal accident!
What do these people think is protecting them? God? Allah? Buddha? Alan Titchmarsh?
I know how dangerous that little section is and stick to the speed limit (30 m.p.h), but the boy racers certainly don't. I slowed down, lowered the passenger window and told them what a bunch of fools they were, and got a mouthful of abuse for my trouble.
So I'm half expecting to hear on the local news that there's been an accident etc. etc.
What do these people think is protecting them? God? Allah? Buddha? Alan Titchmarsh?
I know how dangerous that little section is and stick to the speed limit (30 m.p.h), but the boy racers certainly don't. I slowed down, lowered the passenger window and told them what a bunch of fools they were, and got a mouthful of abuse for my trouble.
So I'm half expecting to hear on the local news that there's been an accident etc. etc.