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hael ...gradually speeding up as the egar Wall St bloke is trying to make a energetic pass on your right using his shiny Brompton. We're talking just adding a bit more pressure to the pedals so you keep side by side looking dead ahead as if you didn’t notice his sprint for pole position making the poor bloke work harder and harder shaking that Brompton side to side until he gives up and falls in behind ...ahh shits and giggles on the way to work I love it, am I cruel?
Not cruel at all. I love it too
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yea but what is annoying is when some tit on a mountain bike insists on passing. You let him because you cant be bothered. Then he runs out of puff you pass him, just cruising. He then thinks this is a challenge goes hell for leather passes you then runs out of puff again. or you have to stop at a light and he undercuts you to try to get you to race him. This continues for about 6 or 7 sets of lights or until you paths go in different directions. Ahhhh 2 times in 2 days
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haha, i have a similar guy who does the same thing to me, jusy cruising past him and he physically gets the hump, slams up a few gears and tears off, until a hill then i cruise past him again........mind i always say "hi" when i pass him with a big cheesy grin........hmmmmmmmm, maybe that's why then!
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I hear you 31trum(murtle)
If I pass someone on the flat prior to a hill or on the hill itself I always find after I crest and they are some 30 meters behind me I hear back in the distance "clunk - clunk" of them slapping their bike into 53-11 and they come tearing past.
I always quip "anyone can ride fast downhill mate!"
Invariably I find myself passing them again on the flat once they have run out of steam.. -
What he was a metaller and a mentalist?
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Is it a day for metal?
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Every day...
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I bet Whitesnake ride fixies on rollers in the dressing room before gigs; and drink Jack Daniels mixed with an isotonic sports drink.
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This morning I rode along with a guy on a geared road bike, clearly a 'proper' cyclist. We weren't really racing but both definitely upped the pace a bit. He passed me downhill, I passed him uphill and we started even from lights. It was really cool because we weren't racing - just both cruising fast. Didn't talk just smiled and laughed until we went our separate ways. Good fun. (However, had it been someone on a mtn bike or a bit of a fairweather cyclist, I would have defnintely dropped him or it would have been more competitive than fun - strange that).
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i get annoyed on the occasions when some cock passes me becuase i'm going around 14mph, and i'm wearing revolting lycra, and i can hear his thoughts, each of his two braincells are computing and he is thinking
"i just overtook mr roadie, that makes me special and fast and he is not fast and wearing lycra like idiot".
and i feel the urge to say to him;
"the reason i am going 14mph is because i have just gone 19mph for about 90 miles around kent, up hill and down dale, and now i am riding slowly through elephant because i am indescribably hungry and seeing stars, you mong".
but i say nothing, and my eyes shrink further into their sockets and i fantasise some more about food and let him/it have their moment of glory, because i'm bigger than that.
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...gradually speeding up as the egar Wall St bloke is trying to make a energetic pass on your right using his shiny Brompton. We're talking just adding a bit more pressure to the pedals so you keep side by side looking dead ahead as if you didn’t notice his sprint for pole position making the poor bloke work harder and harder shaking that Brompton side to side until he gives up and falls in behind ...ahh shits and giggles on the way to work I love it, am I cruel?