• great suffolk street, powering along, see the lights start to change so drop anchors, it's looking a bit tight so when i get to the asl i roll a bit to the right to take the edge off at which point some utter fucking specialist starts screaming at me to get out of her way because red lights are for losers. she connects at about 20 mph, we both go down and now my knee really fucking hurts.

    shout out to the ten or so other cyclists stopped at the lights who didn't so much as ask if either of us was ok when we managed to scrape ourselves off the tarmac. not a fucking word.

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