My theory was a variant on Dellzeqq's - that Bicycle claims all the virtual space he can as a proxy for all the tarmac he cravenly surrenders yet secretly longs to possess.
Sir/Madam
I do possess some tarmac!
In my youth I was a huge collector of parking tickets & frequently had my car towed... A well-meaning friend was passing some roadworks and took from a pile of dug-up road surface a 2-foot length of Double Yellow Line on tarmac. I still have it in the garden, next to my piece of Berlin Wall.
New definitions: Not wanting to inconvenience other road users for the sake of it = cravenly surrendering tarmac.
Also, I'm sure lots of people find my prose style boring. I post on this forum to amuse myself. Why should I worry what other people think of my writing?
If your opinion of my writing were a car, it would be a 1980 Renault 20 TS. Which may be a good thing, depending on your opinion of the Renault 20.