Fakenger (lite) v Lancenger

I use my commute as a recovery ride so all this "racing" is fucking bollocks.

I commuter race all the time. The trick is to find a roadie and blast past him at a million miles an hour and see if he/she takes the bait. I have a 99.9999% hook up rate cos I'm a chunky monkey (plus I'm getting on a bit) so they think "no gears, fat man... gittim"

I can only keep a decent pace (+/-45km) up for a kilo and a bit so if they're strong I make a pit stop and walk into a shop or something before the catch up.... never let them pass you :)))))

Sounds like a cop out to me. Sprint for a couple of hundred yards and duck into a shop?? Weak...

I had a commuter race with a guy on a GSXR 1300 in Dublin a couple of weeks ago, the distances between the lights was short enough that he couldn't get up much speed and t takeoff we were neck and neck, that was fun ;)

HTFU with your lycra boys, race a 1300 bike :)

i've been riding with a non-messenger bag a lot recently. the amount of people trying to race me has been cut literally in half.

Funniest thing to do is stare the shit out of them at the lights, get them so riled up tht they're dying to race you and then just pootle along/ turn left while they sprint for their lives and end up looking like a cunt racing no-one ;)

I use my commute as a recovery ride so all this "racing" is fucking bollocks.

Same. Commuter racers are great for a tow if I'm feeling knackered

I was passed by this fucking prick on an identical bike to mine, this dick was even dressed like me, shitty cheap clothes, except he had gears (fucking cock), the fucking prick was the kind who needs to beat everyone, the silly cunt.

So I showed him what a prick he was by overtaking him, but importantly it meant nothing to me, I just did it because I have strong legs, I was really uninterested in racing him, I just did it for no reason, I didn't even know I was doing it, I am always like that, doing things and not even being aware, it's just how I am, anyhow this prick took the fucking bait and tried to overtake me, but I saw him come up out of the corner of my eye and - completely uninterested - just accelerated away from him, the look on the pricks face was priceless, but I didn't see it because I wasn't really bothered by all that shit.

awesome Tynan, another post straight out of the top drawer. not that you will be bothered by the props ;)

I haven't been in a commuter race for a few years now. Lucky me.

I race everything and everyone, as casually as possible.

I like beating people, waiting at the lights for them to catch up, them RLJing and me then overtaking them again when the lights change.

I've done this too. Same cunt, every day, though. Just appears on particular streets, out of the corner of my eye. I clock him - He clocks me - The we just stare at each other whilst accelerating harder and harder and harder, all the while keeping exactly abreast of each other, not giving an inch, and still staring into each others eyes.

I turn my head, and then he's gone. Not ahead of me, not behind me, and no longer at my side.

Into thin air.

I have to say, it freaks me out a little.

Try checking out next time whether you're riding past reflective shop windows.

I try not to race anything and everything at any time but I just can't resist. As I currently ride an MTB with skinny tyres I kill at that commuter game. Going shopping for my first ever fixie tomorrow so things will change, you'll all be getting plenty of points passing the clueless wobbling newbie.

I only race cars.

awesome Tynan, another post straight out of the top drawer. not that you will be bothered by the props ;)

I didn't even read your post, I am like that, It's pretty uncool to reply to posts, I never do, but if I do then I am not even bothered about it.

without you, tynan, this forum would be in the shit.

Yeah, I know, it's great that I am so cool, but to be honest I don't even care, being 'cool' is for pricks who need to let everyone know they are cool, while other people just get on with shit and don't even notice that they are cool (me) because that kind of shit doesn't bother them - and I leave all that shit to the pricks, I just haven't got time for all that, I have got more important stuff to do (which I am not even bothered about, you know, take it or leave it). You don't even have to read this reply because I don't mind either way, it doesn't bother me either.

I've done this too. Same cunt, every day, though. Just appears on particular streets, out of the corner of my eye. I clock him - He clocks me - The we just stare at each other whilst accelerating harder and harder and harder, all the while keeping exactly abreast of each other, not giving an inch, and still staring into each others eyes.

I turn my head, and then he's gone. Not ahead of me, not behind me, and no longer at my side.

Into thin air.

I have to say, it freaks me out a little.

:)

reflection ?

That commuter racing game has to be the nerdiest thing since World of Warcraft.

:)

reflection ?

http://www.londonfgss.com/post600937.html

Just a long, hard look at my self. More introspection, really.

Dark, very dark, might have a sit down.

Just a long, hard look at my self. More introspection, really.
I suppose it's the time of year ....

"One of the most interesting and intriguing features of 'In Pursuit of Spring' is the Other Man, a strange, nameless character who appears from time to time on the journey. Like the narrator, the Other Man is heading for Kilve and occasionally the two ride along together." http://www.inpursuitofspring.co.uk/

"I wait his flight.
He goes: I follow: no release
Until he ceases. Then I also shall cease. "

Sounds like a cop out to me. Sprint for a couple of hundred yards and duck into a shop?? Weak...

yup!

im always going in the opposite direction to all of the other cyclists and see them having their racing fun on the other side of the road, and feel alone:) the only racing i get is from bobbies on police bikes (anyone that they always put the largest policemen on the bikes id be shocked if most of these guys could catch a caterpillar)

Laughed out loud at the replies - especially Tynan's.

Left 15 minutes late this morning and he was nowhere to be seen. I even cycled harder to find him...

a true racer lives for the repeated acceleration.

Yes STOP If you're riding at a constant speed, even if it's really fucking fast, you may as well be standing still STOP Accelerate like mad then STOP

i've been riding with a non-messenger bag a lot recently. the amount of people trying to race me has been cut literally in half.

Literally?

I need to get one of these non-messenger bags.

and a saw.