New groupset and forks installed over the weekend so was really looking forward to the commute in. Lovely day for it!
Only blip was heading eastbound down the embankment just after turning off Battersea bridge. The traffic and lights were kind to me meaning I had momentum as I swooped onto the downhill under the railway bridge. Quite a peloton had built up to my left and were now trundling off too. I stayed about a foot to the right of the superhighway blue paint and mashed it down the hill. Must have been going well over 25mph by the bottom.
As I approach the green lights ahead, some twunt stars honking me, I glance round and some fit of rage is pointing at me to "get in the bike lane". The puzzling thing is he's indicating left? Sure enough, he turns left just behind me, nearly left hooking some poor girl cruising in the bike lane, that he chose to ignore so ensconced in his rage at my road positioning.
I am so baffled by this. Was he actually hoping to speed round me, at about 35/40mph, slam on the brakes, nail the left hand turn and leave me to emergency stop so I don't slam into the side of his Fiesta?
Wot a knob....anyway, just had time to give him the wanker sign as I peddled away. 10 seconds later I was back swooning at the sight of my own forks again.
New groupset and forks installed over the weekend so was really looking forward to the commute in. Lovely day for it!
Only blip was heading eastbound down the embankment just after turning off Battersea bridge. The traffic and lights were kind to me meaning I had momentum as I swooped onto the downhill under the railway bridge. Quite a peloton had built up to my left and were now trundling off too. I stayed about a foot to the right of the superhighway blue paint and mashed it down the hill. Must have been going well over 25mph by the bottom.
As I approach the green lights ahead, some twunt stars honking me, I glance round and some fit of rage is pointing at me to "get in the bike lane". The puzzling thing is he's indicating left? Sure enough, he turns left just behind me, nearly left hooking some poor girl cruising in the bike lane, that he chose to ignore so ensconced in his rage at my road positioning.
I am so baffled by this. Was he actually hoping to speed round me, at about 35/40mph, slam on the brakes, nail the left hand turn and leave me to emergency stop so I don't slam into the side of his Fiesta?
Wot a knob....anyway, just had time to give him the wanker sign as I peddled away. 10 seconds later I was back swooning at the sight of my own forks again.