Cycle Rage

last night on my commute home, I had a fellow cyclist flip out on me for pulling up along side him at some lights, then taking off before he did.

We had to turn right and all of a sudden on the outside of me I noticed a front wheel inline with my cranks and edging closer. I was like "this nodder doesn't know how to ride". before I knew it i felt an elbow in my back as he was trying to knock me off!! WTF! then he started giving me some verbal stick at which point i cracked up, and was laughing.

our paths diverged and the last thing i heard was "by the way, you look like a cock on that bike!". had to pull over and wait until the laughter dissipated. (btw was riding my girlfriends bike as i had a flat y'day morning and was late for work - so I was too big for the frame, but a cock is stretching it a bit?!)

on reflection, wish i had followed him and stopped and told him what a cock he was. there was a bus on our arse as he was elbowing me and could have ended very messily.

if you are said cock - please chillout in future. you may not be picking on such a good natured cyclist in future. (and also thanks for putting me in a good mood after a very stressful day in the office)

Should have kicked him off his fucking bike when he was crowding you. I hate fucking assholes, they should always be confronted. I always hope to teach the fuckers some fucking manners with a trip to their fucking dentist. Other than that I'm a pretty mellow guy