I was cycling along, 22mph, tucked in, dark, when some oiks came in too close, too fast and too leary and screamed out of the car. Naturally it made me jump. The jump made me wobble. The wobble took me into the kerb.
You can imagine my anger.
So I dropped a couple of gears put my back into it and caught up with them. They weren't prepared to engage in a disucssion with me. So I smashed the wing-mirror off. Cycle rage!!!
I sped off but they pursed me and caught me. The three ***** jumped out of the car and onto me. Gave me a bit of kicking. Swollen face, cut on the nose, black eyes and few bruses on the rest of the body.
F*ckers. I know I shouldn't have damaged the car, but sometime these people make me so angry. This time the red mist was stronger than anything else.
No moral to this story, just another tale the from the cycling gutter.
Hope you're all well
You can imagine my anger.
So I dropped a couple of gears put my back into it and caught up with them. They weren't prepared to engage in a disucssion with me. So I smashed the wing-mirror off. Cycle rage!!!
I sped off but they pursed me and caught me. The three ***** jumped out of the car and onto me. Gave me a bit of kicking. Swollen face, cut on the nose, black eyes and few bruses on the rest of the body.
F*ckers. I know I shouldn't have damaged the car, but sometime these people make me so angry. This time the red mist was stronger than anything else.
No moral to this story, just another tale the from the cycling gutter.
Hope you're all well