XmisterIS
Purveyor of fine nonsense
On a flippin's sunday too ....
I was out for a gentle ride with XmrsIS (I'm gently introducing her to regular cycling!), on a sunny, lazy Sunday afternoon, everyone was cheery, the motorists were all pleasant, not in a rushm empty roads so they were happy to give us a wide pass ....
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... all except for one @rseh*le in a van!!!!! I was coming up to a pinch, point, I could hear something approaching from behind, so I did a shoulder check - van a long way behind, but approaching rapidly, so I moved in to primary when he was still a long way off. I entered the pinchpoint (just a few metres long - it took me perhaps two seconds to go through it) and the next thing I knew was he was squeezed in beside me, engine revving, but couldn't get past because my handlebars were in the way ... (he was actually that close). Naturally, I didn't want to die, so I moved over to the kerb, and he floored it past me, while shouting something about f***ing cyclists through the passenger window. I shouted "w**ker" at him, but I don't think he heard.
Would it have been so difficult for him to wait for two seconds, on an empty, semi-rural road, in the middle of a lovely, sunny, enjoyable sunday afternoon, when there were a lot of f***ing cyclists around? (aka. families out enjoying the sunshine on their bikes!).
I was out for a gentle ride with XmrsIS (I'm gently introducing her to regular cycling!), on a sunny, lazy Sunday afternoon, everyone was cheery, the motorists were all pleasant, not in a rushm empty roads so they were happy to give us a wide pass ....
...
... all except for one @rseh*le in a van!!!!! I was coming up to a pinch, point, I could hear something approaching from behind, so I did a shoulder check - van a long way behind, but approaching rapidly, so I moved in to primary when he was still a long way off. I entered the pinchpoint (just a few metres long - it took me perhaps two seconds to go through it) and the next thing I knew was he was squeezed in beside me, engine revving, but couldn't get past because my handlebars were in the way ... (he was actually that close). Naturally, I didn't want to die, so I moved over to the kerb, and he floored it past me, while shouting something about f***ing cyclists through the passenger window. I shouted "w**ker" at him, but I don't think he heard.
Would it have been so difficult for him to wait for two seconds, on an empty, semi-rural road, in the middle of a lovely, sunny, enjoyable sunday afternoon, when there were a lot of f***ing cyclists around? (aka. families out enjoying the sunshine on their bikes!).
