Gotta call myself out today. I recently moved my brakes to bar-ends because the bmx position was pissing me off. Today was going towards a crossroads and realised a van was about to cross the other way ahead of me, who had priority (the road markings were very faded), so I eased up, reached for the brakes, felt nothing, and my hands simply locked up onto the handlebars. I rolled over the junction, around the front of the van, around some bollards, onto the pavement and rolled to a halt before I could prise my hands off. I wanted to apologise to the driver, but he was gone and no doubt now thinks that all cyclists are cunts. I feel like a bit f a cunt, to be honest.
I think I may get a coaster brake installed. In addition to, not instead of, my other brakes.
Gotta call myself out today. I recently moved my brakes to bar-ends because the bmx position was pissing me off. Today was going towards a crossroads and realised a van was about to cross the other way ahead of me, who had priority (the road markings were very faded), so I eased up, reached for the brakes, felt nothing, and my hands simply locked up onto the handlebars. I rolled over the junction, around the front of the van, around some bollards, onto the pavement and rolled to a halt before I could prise my hands off. I wanted to apologise to the driver, but he was gone and no doubt now thinks that all cyclists are cunts. I feel like a bit f a cunt, to be honest.
I think I may get a coaster brake installed. In addition to, not instead of, my other brakes.