Cycling through Styvechale in Coventry - up a gentle hill passing Mantilla Drive on the left - when a cursory glance over my shoulder indicated another cyclist fast approaching.
I tried to increase my speed but was no match for him, he passed me like I was fixing a flat tyre! As he did so he said "Good Morning" in a loud and cheery manner, so much so I nearly fell off
I managed to blurt out the same before he was out of earshot, which took all of a second and before long, he disappeared over the hill.
To whomever you are my good sir, thank you, you made my morning!
I tried to increase my speed but was no match for him, he passed me like I was fixing a flat tyre! As he did so he said "Good Morning" in a loud and cheery manner, so much so I nearly fell off

I managed to blurt out the same before he was out of earshot, which took all of a second and before long, he disappeared over the hill.
To whomever you are my good sir, thank you, you made my morning!
