- Location
- Glasgow
Not only I'm the slowest of the slow, I'm a rubbish cyclist to boot: can't corner, can't do u-turns, scared of downhill, too chicken to filter.
But, from time to time, a little devil awakens, I take chances
Today I was riding in rush hour on a busy road - should have taken the pavement like the others when I'm behind a long queue of cars wanting to go straight like me, while the left turn only lane is empty.
The lights are red, will a wee bit of left filtering help me skip the queue? Will I find a gap to slot in before the lights change?
Go, slow Pat, go ... yes, there is a wee gap I can fit in, will the driver give me the look, rev his engine?
Nay, he cannae, because, with elegance, giving the driver a big smile, I place my bike in front of .... a police car!
Thank you Mr. Policeman
But, from time to time, a little devil awakens, I take chances
Today I was riding in rush hour on a busy road - should have taken the pavement like the others when I'm behind a long queue of cars wanting to go straight like me, while the left turn only lane is empty.
The lights are red, will a wee bit of left filtering help me skip the queue? Will I find a gap to slot in before the lights change?
Go, slow Pat, go ... yes, there is a wee gap I can fit in, will the driver give me the look, rev his engine?
Nay, he cannae, because, with elegance, giving the driver a big smile, I place my bike in front of .... a police car!
Thank you Mr. Policeman