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Married to Night Train
- Location
- Salford, UK
You know how you never think quickly enough?
Riding home from BikePete and Gromit's last night, back from a weekend in Leicester, I took the riverside path. Coming towards me were 4 chavs, in couples, one couple walking one behind the other (him behind with hands round her waist, aw, how cute). As I got level, this cutie decided to scream suddenly in my ear to make me jump. I carried on, without looking back, but with a finger raised in salute in case they happened to look.
Several hundred yards down the path, I'd worked out what I should have done.
Turned round, stopped, got D-lock out of pannier, held it by the loop end, ridden back past them from behind, as fast as I could, and smacked him on the back of the head with the shackle end. With a bit of luck, not only would he have been severely whacked, but if his head got pushed forward he might have managed to sink his teeth into his lovely girlfriend's head too.
Am I feeling a bit too militant just now?
Riding home from BikePete and Gromit's last night, back from a weekend in Leicester, I took the riverside path. Coming towards me were 4 chavs, in couples, one couple walking one behind the other (him behind with hands round her waist, aw, how cute). As I got level, this cutie decided to scream suddenly in my ear to make me jump. I carried on, without looking back, but with a finger raised in salute in case they happened to look.
Several hundred yards down the path, I'd worked out what I should have done.
Turned round, stopped, got D-lock out of pannier, held it by the loop end, ridden back past them from behind, as fast as I could, and smacked him on the back of the head with the shackle end. With a bit of luck, not only would he have been severely whacked, but if his head got pushed forward he might have managed to sink his teeth into his lovely girlfriend's head too.
Am I feeling a bit too militant just now?
