On my way to work this morning I'm blasting along by Hove Lawns and this utter chump on an MTB is coming towards me, wrap shades on, fleecy jacket, with a large brown paper bag in his hands, both of his hands. So with no hands on the handlebars he's occupying the centre of the bike lane and makes absolutely no effort to move over, I'm forced to brake heavily and go on to the grass to let him past. I shout "What the fuck are you doing!?" to which he replies "La la la la la" as he rides off. I dunno why I didn't follow him and kick him off his bike. What a tosser.
On my way to work this morning I'm blasting along by Hove Lawns and this utter chump on an MTB is coming towards me, wrap shades on, fleecy jacket, with a large brown paper bag in his hands, both of his hands. So with no hands on the handlebars he's occupying the centre of the bike lane and makes absolutely no effort to move over, I'm forced to brake heavily and go on to the grass to let him past. I shout "What the fuck are you doing!?" to which he replies "La la la la la" as he rides off. I dunno why I didn't follow him and kick him off his bike. What a tosser.