Cycling Proficiency Test

tynan, you're like, so incredible at photoshop it makes me want to go to the toilet and not wash my hands!

RPM - how the hell did you find that? Do you keep it on your 'medals and badges' shelf?

I have three-bedroomed house in Hull, just to store all my sporting trophys.

actually, I seem to have a small box, with cuflinks and watch batteries and suchlike, not that I wear cufflinks, or a watch but it was in there.

and, my Royal Life Saving society "basic resuscitation" badge is there too. and that's even older.

I can save lives and ride a bike, like a superhero.

in France we had to do the highway code test. You went round a circuit on a bike or a kart thingy and les gendarmes gave you points. I went through all the red lights had to brake like crazy and consistently failed the test. We had to do it almost every year at primary school. It was fun!!!! (I was a bit scared of les gendarmes though).

I wish I got a badge! I can vaguely remember taking my test in the school playground. Never really saw the point of the arm-flapping-slowing-down-malarky, makes you look like even more of a loony.

Doing that in hackney is probably gangland sign language for the shankpot.

It's not a confession, it's more to do with psychological trauma and unresolved childhood issues. I imagine that none of my friends who passed even have a bike, let alone ride one now!

dude, ditto. i failed mine too! i did everything right apart from when i got to the traffic lights; i stopped, looked, signaled left... and turned right. they even gave me a second chance to do just that bit. so i did. and did exactly the same thing again. genius. the shame was intense man. i can't remember if i was the only one to fail. if i wasn't it was probably only me and the crosseyed mouth-breather who ate crayons. to add insult to injury i wasn't allowewd to ride my bike to school until i'd passed so i had to wait until i graduated to "big school" before re-taking it and being allowed to ride my raleigh winner in.

only me and the crosseyed mouth-breather who ate crayons.

Ironic then, that you two are the only ones from your school to make it on to the forum...
*Waves to *BLANK**

I had a badge but a jobsworth CSO confiscated it last week after I RLJ'd.

I'm starting a support group.

We don't have them in Oz. Instead, at 6 years old, we are given a 6-pack of lager and the keys to a VH Commodore and told to finish the 6-pack, drive around the block, pick up one sheila more beer and get back without crashing into anything (cyclists and other tree hugging hippie scum don't count as 'anything').

Did you get a badge?

Alright, who else failed theirs? Is it just me? Anyone else remember the signals for slowing down, stopping, etc.? Great stuff!

It is 18 years on, and the emotional scar still hasn't healed...

I tried doing mine back at junior school in the 70s, spent a week of my Easter holidays doing it and failed. I think that was the most depressed I have ever been in my life. I was absolutley traumatised that I failed it, Bastards!

i do this for a living. i am that man who causes such trauma in the children. i am sorry for it all...

@guerillaphoto - i might have a spare one lying around, you know, from one of the kids who failed and didnt get one when the rest of their friends did...

Did you get a badge?

Stealing badges off Mercs, Porsches, etc was optional but did restore points lost for 'can't be arsed' parking. Same as doing a quality burnout.

I saw one of the CPT badges a couple of years ago at a car boot sale, whilst of course now it doesn't pain me I remembered the hurt I felt all those years ago, and felt sorry for the 8 year old me. HTFU

8?! I was 24!

I failed the CPT back in 1970.
Of course it was a lot harder then. Qualifications aren't worth anything these days.
Now where's my pipe and slippers

I failed the CPT back in 1970.
Of course it was a lot harder then. Qualifications aren't worth anything these days.
Now where's my pipe and slippers

Over there. Under your Daily Telegraph...

next to your waxed jacket and shoe horn and west highland terrier

Black Labrador surely - Telegraph man can't abide a yappy dog...

Terrier for the lady. black / chocolate lab for the gentleman.

black / chocolate lab for the gentleman.

Less of the dirty talk please...
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sorry. i get confused with another fruitbat on another forum who is a lady.

the westie is now stuffed, it acts as a door stop and something to wipe your hunting boots on.

sorry. i get confused with another fruitbat on another forum who is a lady.

the westie is now stuffed, it acts as a door stop and something to wipe your hunting boots on.

Waste of a good shammy. I'd use a illegal immigrant, or a northerner, which ever is closer to hand.

i passed but i remember the tutor hating me becuase i just wanted to gun it everywhere. i rode innapropriatly fast even as a kid.

^ Boast-post^
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