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"Learn the fucking highway code you cunt!"
"Learn the fucking highway code you cunt!"
"Learn the fucking highway code you cunt!"
"Learn the fucking highway code you cunt!"
"Learn the fucking highway code you cunt!"
"Learn the fucking highway code you cunt!"
"Learn the fucking highway code you cunt!"
"Learn the fucking highway code you cunt!"
"Learn the fucking highway code you cunt!"
"Learn the fucking highway code you cunt!"
"Learn the fucking highway code you cunt!"
"Learn the fucking highway code you cunt!"Works for me.
Another classic bit of aggro on the commute. Otherwise sunny, endorphin release, reducing risk of heart disease/10.
Descending a hill in primary. Round here there are cars parked in the cycle lane for long bits of it. Further down it's just a mess of junctions, zebra crossings and other road narrowing features. Easily doing 20-25mph in a 30mph zone. Three car lengths between me and bus in front.
Geezer with two young kids in the car beeps at me about half-way down. My default reaction is always to gently stop and give them an expectant look. Mainly to avoid going off if it's a safety/dropped your wallet type thing!
Obviously it's like every other time I've pulled up. He doesn't like me being in primary. Gets out of the car, starts jabbering about the cycle lane and how I should use it.
I try to get a word in but he's obviously seeing red mist and just carries on shouting. Ends with: "Get out of my way or I'll run you over".
Against better advice from the forum, I invite him to do so with open arms. He gets in and revs.
End of confrontation, point made. So I move into the cycle lane, which makes sense now I've lost all that momentum. Little princess in front seat pats daddy as if to say well done or, please calm down.
Would anyone else play that differently? I always keep it civil and try to explain that being in primary is a defensive move. Just refuse to cower in the gutter anymore. But still, no D-Locks for me.