So I'm patiently waiting at a red light on Coldharbour Lane/Atlantic Road, there's a chap to my left with his foot up on the kerb and I'm in the middle of the lane... As the lights go green, I get my foot on the pedal and some twunt shoots right between the pair of us in her nobard (nodder tabard)... There must've only been a couple of inches to spare either side, this was made all the more remarkable by the twunt in question's barreling riding style...
I roll up beside her and call her out on what a dangerous manoeuvre that was and that she could've taken us both out, I asked her if she'd heard of overtaking and if she'd ever considered cycle training... "I know what I'm doing!", she puffed... "Yes, dear... Of course you do..." I replied before pegging it up the road while counting to ten...
So I'm patiently waiting at a red light on Coldharbour Lane/Atlantic Road, there's a chap to my left with his foot up on the kerb and I'm in the middle of the lane... As the lights go green, I get my foot on the pedal and some twunt shoots right between the pair of us in her nobard (nodder tabard)... There must've only been a couple of inches to spare either side, this was made all the more remarkable by the twunt in question's barreling riding style...
I roll up beside her and call her out on what a dangerous manoeuvre that was and that she could've taken us both out, I asked her if she'd heard of overtaking and if she'd ever considered cycle training... "I know what I'm doing!", she puffed... "Yes, dear... Of course you do..." I replied before pegging it up the road while counting to ten...
No winners in that particular exchange...