• today i was nearly completely flattened by a taxi. i was going straight down a road at a low speed and he pulled out right in front of me to do a u-turn without looking. i had to stop on sixpence to avoid going straight over his bonnet. it was terrifying and i was shaking for several minutes afterwards.

    i saw the shock on his fack when he clocked me and i proceeded to shout my usual "fucking hell, come on!!!" (i've no idea why i say this particularly) and the bastard had the audacity to shout abuse at me, even pulling up to scream as i walked into marylebone station. i could not believe it. apparently i'm a fucking cyclist bastard.

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