Shut Up Legs
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My commutes are boring: nobody ever flashes and winks at me.
I had a taxi flash earlier this year, during the London to Brighton Overnight ride - but that was something entirely different (from a young lady who had been enjoying the local hostelries rather too much and appeared not to mind the cold night air on her extremities).I got a bus flash today. I was riding along with a fellow CCer, which made it all the sweeter - she was dead impressed.
As it goes, I get a lot of bus flashes. By which I mean that I wait for the bus as it pulls out from the stop, and the bus driver flashes his rear lights by way of thankyou.
I got a very complicated display from all the lights on the back of a fire engine, together with a quick growl from the siren. I was impressed and on fire but didn't realise.
Careful, Andrew. There's a big difference between Rich and an arse looking for a window of opportunity...isn't there?You just need to wait for @rich p to show up for that one...
Miss Goodbody has arksed me to stop flashing her when she's going up the bypass.
Pfffff a flash from a bus is nothing.
We were sailing several miles off shore, the only vessel on the open sea when the Red Arrows took off from their temporary base at Lossiemouth. They were heading for Lochinver on the west coast to perform there and when directly over our heads released a short flash of multi-coloured smoke. We hadn't covered many miles when they repeated the salute on their way back to Lossiemouth, they had clearly saved a bit of smoke for us and short changed the paying customers at Lochinver.
Never got, erm, flashed yet, although I always let buses pull out.
Maybe not something that's done here?