I confess...

Sorry, Neil, I can't help you write the page. I don't know anything about Keith Peat.

I deleted it when I realised I'd written "Internet troll and self professed Road Safety expert Keith Peat" and had a moment of clarity.

You could still try to create it on Wikeithpeatia.

I find it hard to ignore the barely literate, gleefully bullying, hypocritical waste of electrons.

Which I understand says possibly more about me than about him.

http://imageshack.com/a/img839/7061/0ptq.jpg
And I thought you were a gent, Loic. :(

You could still try to create it on Wikeithpeatia.

massive

isn't keith peat a mountain biker?

Now that I've used Phil sprockets I don't want to use anything else #sprocketsnob

^I have way too many sprockets. When will I ever use a 11t or 20? But I went mad one day and bought everything.

Probably cheaper to buy a cassette.

And something that easily changes your choice of sprocket on said cassette without you needing to get off the bike.

What is magic you speak of?

Good idea, but it'll never catch on.

Necknominate looks really bloody stupid but I feel like I'm missing out because no one has necknominated me :/

Now that I've used Phil sprockets I don't want to use anything else #sprocketsnob

I've got a Gold Medal Pro on the way from Japan, can't wait to see my shiny gold sprocket #NJSDrivetrainPurity

Just got repped for something in November, I'd forgotten writing it and lolled at my own amazing wit and humour.

isn't keith peat a mountain biker?

Steve peat

keith sweat.

fantastic draw

I was sleepy yesterday and told some lady in an mpv off for going against my priority at a roundabout.

But she had right of way and I was being a tool :(

that's ok. she was probably a secret nazi anyway.

I've not driven my car for so long the battery has gone flat.

^Boast confession

it's a volvo. it runs on moose piss and rotten fish.

The toilet cubicles at work are tiny.
Yesterday, I finish my seated business. As I get up pulling my trousers back up, my glasses get knocked off my nose by the roll holder on the door.
They fall down and I panic in my near-blind state. Trying to catch them I miss and they land in my pants cradle. Still panicking I continue pulling up and don't stop until I feel glass against bum.