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For the first incident, did you signal right?
I find doing so buys a lot more time/patience once they know your intentions. Also the look back when you do it humanists you from being problem to, there's someone there...
MultiGrooves-
He was driving right on my shoulder, as in just about over-lapping, as we approached the roundabout and then made to overtake when the opposing traffic cleared. I signalled to him not to, i.e. Waved him back, he complied, I signalled and moved from left to right in front of him. He then overtook on the left as I went around the roundabout honking merrily as he drove straight into a car park.
You must know what it's like to have a car desperate to get past you, driving very close to your back wheel. In this case his position was preventing me making the manoeuvre I wanted to, and his impatience made zero sense since 10 seconds later he would be pulling up and parking. It's the idiocy of drivers' decision making when faced with a cyclist ahead. 9 out of 10 favour the get ahead at all costs, despite the road ahead or any other consideration. We know cyclists cost drivers a lot less delay than they perceive, it's a message I would love the government to try to drive home, rather than Boris for example, using a spot on the radio to urge cyclists to wave their arms about at junctions to make sure lorries know they are there. Instead they seem content to let the media whip up tribal mentalities on the road, re-in forcing divisions and increasing aggression.
Jimmy_Fingers
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Two incidents, first in the morning as I headed toward a roundabout, car on my shoulder anxious to overtake, oncoming traffic preventing, I'm turning right, start to move across the lane to go right, car tries to overtake, I wave him back, give him a dose of Blue Steel, and continue move, he goes past me on the roundabout on my left as I head right, beeping me as he goes straight on...into a car park. If I had the time I would have followed him and had a word.
Second on my way home after working late, two lane one way, one car passes me slowly, I must be going 25mph, then a van follows, only going 1 or 2 mph faster, pulls in directly in front of me, applies brakes, then applies indicator, pulls over to park. This boils my piss. I fucking scream at him, gesture, then turn to give him the full glory of Magnum. He looks surprised, the cunt CRAWLED past me, was alongside for several seconds, gets infront, hits brakes, pulls over. I should have stopped to have a word, pointed out to him the error of his ways. With a D-Lock.
I'm impatient when I ride, but this surpasses even the cuntery I am capable of. I seriously believe there needs to be government information films, the really scary type ones we used to watch as children about playing around on a farm and falling into a slurry pit and drowning in cow shit, about just trying to look beyond the next five seconds and judge whether you need to overtake the cyclist in front of you. Like overtake a cyclist unnecessarily, get your arm pulled off in an industrial accident. Job done.