Cycling back home from Dereham this afternoon, WVM was in terminally unobservant mode as he pulled out of a side road on the right straight in front of me. (He was in a side road, made a right turn on to the main carriageway I was cycling on). A swift hammering on of my brakes meant I did not go slamming into the side of his box. Nice to know he recognised his name, as when I shouted out "W&nker!" he acknowledged this as he looked up and saw me before flooring it and speeding off. Tw&t.
It must be the weather/time of year/time of month...
Cycling back home from Dereham this afternoon, WVM was in terminally unobservant mode as he pulled out of a side road on the right straight in front of me. (He was in a side road, made a right turn on to the main carriageway I was cycling on). A swift hammering on of my brakes meant I did not go slamming into the side of his box. Nice to know he recognised his name, as when I shouted out "W&nker!" he acknowledged this as he looked up and saw me before flooring it and speeding off. Tw&t.
It must be the weather/time of year/time of month...
Cheers, helen s
I had one of these the other day. The "lady" was lucky I managed to stop, else she'd have had an SPD cleat formed in her door courtesy of a 90kg battering ram. Of course she had to give me verbal as though it was my fault.
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Cycling back home from Dereham this afternoon, WVM was in terminally unobservant mode as he pulled out of a side road on the right straight in front of me. (He was in a side road, made a right turn on to the main carriageway I was cycling on). A swift hammering on of my brakes meant I did not go slamming into the side of his box. Nice to know he recognised his name, as when I shouted out "W&nker!" he acknowledged this as he looked up and saw me before flooring it and speeding off. Tw&t.
It must be the weather/time of year/time of month...
Cheers, helen s
I had one of these the other day. The "lady" was lucky I managed to stop, else she'd have had an SPD cleat formed in her door courtesy of a 90kg battering ram. Of course she had to give me verbal as though it was my fault.
In my case, possibly the sight of moi, a vision of vast acrea of bright yellow & black Lycra, sur velo, ranting loudly may well have scared the tw&t. Better to avoid the Loony In Lycra ;-)