Had to collect my lad and his mate from their Scouts bike ride, other side of our town and into the country, got delayed so had to motor to get there on time, was on the Road Bike, it was warm, I felt good, bike felt good, clipped in, no wind (me or prevailing), flat tarmac, slight downhill, no traffic, no rucksack and I was going as fast as I possibly could to get there and for the hell of it, no speedo so I am not sure how fast but it felt good, no it felt great.
I happen upon another cyclist going slowly (relative to me), no time to warn of me approaching so, given it was clear I went right around on the other side of the road and didnt pay him any further mind (too busy), carried on for a mile or so arrived on time, stopped and waited as they were having a game of football, the lad on the bike I passed appears and I realised I knew him and he realised it was me who flew past, I took it as a backhanded compliment that he couldnt beleive it was me or how quickly I was going
he is now looking for a road bike to replace his MTB 
I happen upon another cyclist going slowly (relative to me), no time to warn of me approaching so, given it was clear I went right around on the other side of the road and didnt pay him any further mind (too busy), carried on for a mile or so arrived on time, stopped and waited as they were having a game of football, the lad on the bike I passed appears and I realised I knew him and he realised it was me who flew past, I took it as a backhanded compliment that he couldnt beleive it was me or how quickly I was going

