"Oh Shit" moments...

Lol. No stepped in dog poo...
repp....

Peeing so hard you poop a bit. This thread is over for me now

LOL that was hilarious. Thank you.

Time Atac for the win.

Also they Auto Adjust so not something you need to tinker with. Can be a pro or con.

Auto-adjust? Which atac pedals are these?

Just make sure that both pedals are worn in evenly because getting in is sweet its getting out that needs some breaking in. But once that sorts itself out they are smooth and sweet as ever. I love mine now and don't think I want to sway away from Time Atac's mechanism yet at least.

No need to wear in you pedals, the cleats wear but if the pedals are wearing quickly enough to notice it then you should return them.

Time Atac for the win.

Also they Auto Adjust so not something you need to tinker with. Can be a pro or con.

They don't but the lower and models don't feature a tension adjust screw.

Peeing so hard you poop a bit. This thread is over for me now

I might have a little break from this thread.

:)

Auto-adjust? Which atac pedals are these?

The XC 2 have auto adjustment. But Indra you do notice a difference once used it becomes smoother but still feel stiff and sturdy. At least more than enough to ride brakeless. That's how snug they feel. Today they feel much more smooth clipping in and out than before.

Time's ATAC (Auto Tension Adjust Concept) line of pedals follows the design principles of their road line. Simple design, easy engagement, plenty of float. The ATAC pedals were always seen as an alternative to Shimano mainly because you didn't need to fuss with figuring cant on the cleats, because the pedals were much harder to jam with mud, and because the spring tension never needs to be adjusted. The one adjustment the user can make is whether the release angle is 13 or 17 degrees. And this is done by running the cleats one way or in reverse.

That's a review quote.

3 OS moments in two days, not sure if it's me being eager after being off the saddle for a couple of weeks or if it's just a really late cap curse.

1. Car moving parallel to me stops before a yellow box junction as it should. I carry on because I won't be stopping on the boxes. I'm halfway through when a van going the other way turns right into me. Me: "FUCKING HELL!". Driver drops mobile phone and goes into shock. Me: "TWAT!" and cycle away, a few hundred meters down the road I stop at a traffic light and look back, the van hasn't moved... I guess he was more surprised than me.
   

2.Going down Maida Vale towards marble arch (few hundred meters from the previous OS moment) red van indicating right at the traffic lights goes left into me, first day riding clipless, I have a heart attack but manage to turn with it and only scrape it. Rozzers watching out for drivers on phones are on the corner we turned around... they pretended it didn't even happen. A woman comes out and apologises a million times. I ask if she's ok (just in case she's gone into shock like the other twat) then walk up to the cops tell them they're doing a good job since a guy on a phone nearly killed me yesterday but that I nearly died again today. Clip in and carry on down the road while thinking when my luck will run out.

1. My fault completely. Traffic at a standstill on Sloane Square, I'm cycling between the two lanes avoiding mirrors. Clip a mirror, stop to put it back in place, apologise but can't see the driver properly (4x4 and tinted windows) and carry on. Car door opens. a man resembling the incredible hulk walks out looking like he's about to kill someone and eat them for lunch. I nearly shit my pants. He thanks me for putting the mirror back and goes back in. I live to tell the tale.
   

Maybe he just wanted a good look at you... from now on you must forever live in fear!

If I ever see his car again i'm unclipping and walking my bike on the pavement!

Hehe... Sounds like a plan. Stay alive!

Whoever went up the left hand side of a tipper truck turning left onto Keyworth street this morning and got the massive airhorn blast, think yourself lucky if you only soiled yourself

Christ Husy, you've had quite a time of it.

Seems weird, confronting police like you just did, but I guess I've forgotten the UK context. Talking to a copper like that here in Kenya would quickly lead to a bullshit charge and either a night in jail or £70 bribe.

First, and hopefully last OS moment - bulldozer going down the road with half a dozen cars behind and me drafting at a nice 25ish - we approach a two lane one way system and the bulldozer and cars take the left lane and carry on, whilst i take the right to go round a bend..... stupid woman in a battered old silver Toyota pulls out from the road opposite right in front of me - I'm screaming "OOOOOHHHH FOR FUCKS SAKE" and the entire walking population stops to look and the woman in the car, even with the window open, is totally oblivious and carries on her merry way. Cunt.

Just had a little spill on Clerkenwell road. Coming up to lights that were turning red. Feathering my front brake but didn't stop in time and ended up grabbing a handful of front brake. Ended up going over/to the side as I couldn't un clip and hit the back of the taxi. Got away with a grazed elbow and bent toe clips. Taxi wasn't damaged though.

Respect to the taxi driver for not flipping his shit at me and making sure I'm okay, and thanks to the group of concerned cyclists making sure I was alright. My pride hurt more than anything else. Very embarrassed.

Most embarrassing thing is this happened right outside my girlfriend's office. Luckily she didn't see haha.

Posting here because had I not been wearing a helmet, this would've been a lot lot worse.

Glad you're still alive Alex!

Me too. Not gonna lie, I was very shaken. Only been riding a couple of months and that was my first spill. My girlfriend came down to make sure I was alright. Told her I loved her for the first time cause I was that shaken. Haha.

Least you're alright, just what happen that cause you to suddenly brakes? it wasn't quite clear...

Christ Husy, you've had quite a time of it.

Seems weird, confronting police like you just did, but I guess I've forgotten the UK context. Talking to a copper like that here in Kenya would quickly lead to a bullshit charge and either a night in jail or £70 bribe.

First time I read that I genuinely thought you mean "a bullshit change". As in, you're standing in court and the judge says " Mr Ndeipi, you are hereby charged with bullshit...."

Least you're alright, just what happen that cause you to suddenly brakes? it wasn't quite clear...

I've been trying to figure that out myself. Happened very quickly. I think I just misjudged the distance between me and the taxi.

Brake are death, Ed. Brake are death.