"Oh Shit" moments...

Had an interesting one last night, was riding along Old St, just before going under the railway bridge to turn left onto Kingsland Rd, had gone through the lights/pinch point bit in primary (matching speed with the car a metre or two in front) and stayed in the right hand lane as there were three buses parked up in the left, as I'm following the road 'round to the right a minicab pulls level with me on the wrong side of the road and then pulls left, squeezing me in towards the parked buses.

Me and the cyclists behind/next to me shout 'what the fuck' and so forth, he winds his window down and asks me if I want the whole road, I say 'If I'm travelling at the same fucking speed as traffic and there's buses in the other lane then yeah, I want the whole lane'.

This seemed to enrage him and he swerved in towards me a little more whilst shouting obscenities at me out the window. I have no idea where he thought his pull in and try to squish me move would get him, as he's now sat there behind the car I was following, I call him a fucking prick and some other things, then filter between the cars and I'm away.

He was a fat, sweaty prick. Didn't get his reg or the cab company unfortunately.

With hindsight, I should've shouted 'You're ridiculous'. Don't know why, but I like that.

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