"Oh Shit" moments...

Let's see the damage (to your face)!

Coming down Harrow Road a parked car sticks its nose out with the indicators on, and stops. Good, they've seen me I thinks, proceed - with caution. As I get closer they haven't moved so fairly comfortable they are aware of me and waiting for me to pass. Then, suddenly just as I'm about to pass they swing right out into the middle of the road in a u turn fashion and I have to slam it on and do my best at facilitating a skid stop.

"Watch where yer bloody going!" comes the shout from the driver's window. I assume THAT was the point he decided to look in the mirror as he sure as hell couldn't have been saying it to me.

The rule doesn't apply to roundabouts.

Then it can't explain why people kept letting us out on roundabouts, and other drivers assuming we were letting them out and causing us to break hard when they pulled out suddenly. It must just be a different attitude I guess.

Riding around battersea park when my stem decides to lose all grip on my handlebars. They rotate through almost 360 degrees, pulling my brake cable tight and flinging me over the handlebars. Luckily I was going very slowly and only one person saw me.

Then it can't explain why people kept letting us out on roundabouts, and other drivers assuming we were letting them out and causing us to break hard when they pulled out suddenly. It must just be a different attitude I guess.

Could be. Perhaps people also don't know yet how roundabouts function. I don't know about France, but in Germany they're a fairly recent introduction.

So here I am, haven't had a closer look yet as to whether it was the lockring or the hub that stripped, but yeah, bombing a hill last night, car pulled out, went to skid and then started freewheeling. Thought I'd snapped my chain... unfortunately not. Rode it out ok... I'm putting off having a closer look as I can't face a destroyed record hub..... Had to scoot/coast/be pulled by JordanD all the way home.

Scary shit when it happened. Might sound funny, but extremely happy it happened when and where it did. Could've been the end of the Panasonic in other circumstances... Then I would be crying.

Fixed gear, no breakz, can't stop... no srsly, can't stop...

/csb

why do you think a 2nd braking mechanism might be a good idea?

i assume csb stands for can't stop bro

I've got a second braking mechanism, it's called a shoe (:

Natural selection.

140+ stitches from the collarbone up and still going strong.

So your second braking mechanism is actually your face?

So your second braking mechanism is actually your face?

Well unlike other friction based systems the brake pad material is sort of self replacing, Probably wouldn't want to use it too often tho.

So your second braking mechanism is actually your face?

I approve this method.

EDIT: Whoops. You get the idea.

The hubs stripped cog thread and lockring thread... devastated.

Anyone got a spare high flange record pista hub?

Since it's ruined anyway go get it anodised pink to make the internet rage

obviously dont get the threads in the pic

I've got a second braking mechanism, it's called a shoe (:

Scary when your going to fast to get back in the pedals and a blind corner is coming up, burnt rubber all over my shoe's!

(edit, brakeless on a country lane doing a 'Massan' with my feet out the pedals)

140+ stitches from the collarbone up and still going strong.

No, this is still natural selection at work. Your boyish good looks are now gone, making it harder for you to find a willing partner to procreate with.

Only joking, of course, but you should really get a brake.

Riding down pentonville today at about 20mph, just pumped the tires up to 120psi before leaving home as hadn't seen weather forecast, starts raining, gingerly pulled brake, front immediately locks and bike slides right / left on the front locked wheel, is about to enforce a very heavy face plant and I managed to catch it back and keep it upright. All happened in about 1 second. Got my arsehole twitching like a rabbits nose.

Coming up the hill out of Crouch End (past Evans) earlier this week and the road sweeper or something must've just been through - the road was greasier than a Greggs door handle.
Rear wheel spinning like it was on rollers, somehow I made it up the hill. If I'd been riding down the hill, I dread to think what it would've been like.

Out of the saddle sprinting over a railway bridge, gotta stop at traffic lights half way up the rise. Going up again my front wheel was light as hell and kept slipping sideways.
Dat shit cray.

In the highest part of town, drunk, need to ride home on a brakeless bike, rear light left on and pretty much dead, Saturday night with taxi drivers flying around...oh shit.

#CantStopBro

I have a tactical 7 miles uphill commute from town.

^^ ever considered walking? or spare batteries?

Wasn't exactly in the mood to give a shit at the time...

I was watching The Matrix - I know, it's been years, right? - when this huge bastard scampered towards me, a look of murderous intent in his numerous eyes...

Careful