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@roboto
Scary OH SHIT moment today for me.
I was cycling around Dalston checking out a flat I'm interested in moving into when some halfwit shithead started riding on the wrong side of the road towards me on a bashed up MTB. The road was clear and as I passed on the outside of him I muttered some magic words towards him under my breath... he heard them.
"You what... what the fuck you saying man..." The noise got quieter as I rode on not thinking any more of it and I got to my destination.
A few minutes later I made my way back towards Kingsland Road along the same way, when I noticed the guy on the MTB again, this time on the proper side of the road. He noticed me and crossed to my side aiming straight at me again. I knew what was going to happen if I didn't act quick. There was a car coming from behind me but I only had one choice. I pedalled straight at him and then swerved out last minute.
"Oi, you little shit, come ere I'm gonna fuck you up!"
I looked around and he had turned around and started chasing me. I got to Kingsland Road and luckily slipped in with the traffic and sped off as quick as possible. I looked around, he was still there but further away. Red lights! I had to aim through the peds and keep going, so did he.
Got to Dalston Junction and went through just before the lights, he piled through on coming traffic, he meant business. So I put the hammer down and went as fast as I could, eventually brave enough to look around when I got towards the Shoreditch end. He wasn't there anymore.
That's the long story. The morale is, don't mess with gangster wannabes they don't care about their own health when they smell blood.