Last night, about 8:45pm, heading east on the spice route.
Waiting at the lights on the Theobalds Road/Greys Inn junction, in the middle of the ASL, as I'm going to head straight on to Clerkenwell Road.
A motorbike is on the right of the ASL, right up against the island with the traffic light/crossing on it. Again it's a fair assumption he is going straight, or turning right.
Just before the lights go green, a guy on a new Langster, wearing a check shirt, squeezes down the right of the motorbike, even though there is no space. At that moment the lights go green, he cuts up the motorbike, which is just moving off, possibly touches it (not sure), then carries on further to the left, cuts me up, and ends up going left up Rosebury Avenue.
What the fuck are you on? If you find yourself in the wrong place at the junction, wait behind the motorbike, and safely move to the left when you can, or get in the right fucking lane in the first place.
Then just a couple of hundred meters further, I'm stopped at the junction with Farringdon Road. There is a car at the junction, there is no ASL, there is about a foot between the curb and the car, and there is a cyclist sitting just in front of the stop line, so I obviously decide just to wait behind the car, rather than putting myself in it's blind spot, or jumping the lights.
As I wait there another guy on some fixed gear, and also with a check shirt, decides he doesn't want to wait, forces his way between me and and the car, if I hadn't moved out of the way (he was already half way through), he would have just clipped me. He then squeezes down the side of the car, between the cyclist in front and the car (if it had gone green in that moment he could easily have been hit), and the RLJs. I catch him within about 10 seconds of the lights going green.
Seriously, what's the fucking point. Why put yourself at risk like that, for almost no gain...
Last night, about 8:45pm, heading east on the spice route.
Waiting at the lights on the Theobalds Road/Greys Inn junction, in the middle of the ASL, as I'm going to head straight on to Clerkenwell Road.
A motorbike is on the right of the ASL, right up against the island with the traffic light/crossing on it. Again it's a fair assumption he is going straight, or turning right.
Just before the lights go green, a guy on a new Langster, wearing a check shirt, squeezes down the right of the motorbike, even though there is no space. At that moment the lights go green, he cuts up the motorbike, which is just moving off, possibly touches it (not sure), then carries on further to the left, cuts me up, and ends up going left up Rosebury Avenue.
What the fuck are you on? If you find yourself in the wrong place at the junction, wait behind the motorbike, and safely move to the left when you can, or get in the right fucking lane in the first place.
Then just a couple of hundred meters further, I'm stopped at the junction with Farringdon Road. There is a car at the junction, there is no ASL, there is about a foot between the curb and the car, and there is a cyclist sitting just in front of the stop line, so I obviously decide just to wait behind the car, rather than putting myself in it's blind spot, or jumping the lights.
As I wait there another guy on some fixed gear, and also with a check shirt, decides he doesn't want to wait, forces his way between me and and the car, if I hadn't moved out of the way (he was already half way through), he would have just clipped me. He then squeezes down the side of the car, between the cyclist in front and the car (if it had gone green in that moment he could easily have been hit), and the RLJs. I catch him within about 10 seconds of the lights going green.
Seriously, what's the fucking point. Why put yourself at risk like that, for almost no gain...