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Married to Night Train
- Location
- Salford, UK
Riding home, I got stuck behind a little shoal of chavs on BSOs. Three of them, there were, all over the road. They spotted me coming up behind and two of them hopped up onto the pavement while the third ambled in front of me. I think he thought he was being cool holding me up (traffic prevented me overtaking with anything like the berth I'd want to give), but I was happy to pootle and revel in the gently hypnotic pringleness of his rear wheel. And the lack of rear brakes. And the fact that his mate was riding on the small sprocket and a chainring so small it might have been a sprocket. Oh, and that one had a little rat tail of hair, unplaited.
Further up, the one in the road decided to wheelie. I'd dropped back a bit, and was glad of it when he and the bike tipped right over backwards. He stayed on his feet, just - I think I saw a clip of a motorcycle racer once, who came off and sort of hopped and jumped at high speed and nearly got back on - it reminded me of that.
When they turned up Petergate, I could have gone the other way, but decided to follow them in the hope that one of them really would fall off for my entertainment. They didn't, but wheelie boy did another wheelie, and nearly went into the back of a van. That's what comes of wheelieing with no back brake....
I got past eventually after the Minster, and had to ping my bell at a pair of pedestrians who ambled out without looking - one of them looked at me and said "Hi!" and I realised it was someone from Uni. I think she might of thought my ping was a greeting. I'm half glad I restrained my instincive "Watch where you're going!".
No point really, but sometimes it's amusing to just hang back and watch people.
Further up, the one in the road decided to wheelie. I'd dropped back a bit, and was glad of it when he and the bike tipped right over backwards. He stayed on his feet, just - I think I saw a clip of a motorcycle racer once, who came off and sort of hopped and jumped at high speed and nearly got back on - it reminded me of that.
When they turned up Petergate, I could have gone the other way, but decided to follow them in the hope that one of them really would fall off for my entertainment. They didn't, but wheelie boy did another wheelie, and nearly went into the back of a van. That's what comes of wheelieing with no back brake....
I got past eventually after the Minster, and had to ping my bell at a pair of pedestrians who ambled out without looking - one of them looked at me and said "Hi!" and I realised it was someone from Uni. I think she might of thought my ping was a greeting. I'm half glad I restrained my instincive "Watch where you're going!".
No point really, but sometimes it's amusing to just hang back and watch people.