Mid life crises roadies who ride very expensive bikes with faces like a fishes asrsehole are the worse, you know, the ones who cannot even be bothered to return a friendly nod.
They are total mizzoggs. Maybe when they ride along they are thinking to themselves, that they should have bought the mid life crisis sportscar instead.
The best sport is stopping to help one when they are stranded as a result of their piss poor planning and lack of a contingency plan. When you are fixing their puncture they have no option other than to engage and not be miserable. I've never seen the aftermath but would hope they'd have a smile on their face as they complete the rest of their ride.