Was cycling with my eldest son today to get some ideas as to where we will watch the TdF stages on Saturday and Sunday. We were on our way back from Harrogate over to Otley when a light blue Mercedes slowed down next to us and KAPOW! a plastic bowl of someone's dinner was thrown with full force hitting my son riding just in front of me! He was initially shocked at the sudden violence of the unprovoked attack and covered in some milky liquid with bits of food.
The two miscreants declined our forthright offer to stop their car and discuss it further and drove off waving and laughing.
The two people in this world I'd most like to meet are the driver and the filth-flinger from that Merc today.
I know people will go, 'did you get the reg. no.' and 'did you think to take a picture on your camera' and the answer is, no to both; we're not sat behind keyboards with ample consideration time and were both so stunned at the sudden attack, we went in to cave-man mode and demanded satisfaction. We didn't get it.
The two miscreants declined our forthright offer to stop their car and discuss it further and drove off waving and laughing.
The two people in this world I'd most like to meet are the driver and the filth-flinger from that Merc today.
I know people will go, 'did you get the reg. no.' and 'did you think to take a picture on your camera' and the answer is, no to both; we're not sat behind keyboards with ample consideration time and were both so stunned at the sudden attack, we went in to cave-man mode and demanded satisfaction. We didn't get it.