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i had one today, coming up bedford ave towards McCarren park (where Williamsburg meets Greenpoint) it was the first nice day here in NYC in a while, place is packed. (imiagine an america sized birck lane) some really cute girl is taking my picture with her DSLR, i was looking over my shoulder at her and smiling, considering stopping to say hi, look up, see a taxi, see the light come on, see the one (that's right ONE) passenger exit street side, nose fills with the scent of blod, I pull into a skid, and some how avod the door and the yuppie by inches, i also managed not to fall on a bag full of gear as i was leaving a shoot. I yell "curbside, Cunt" at the yuppie, and ride off.
three "oh shits" fist "oh shit door, there goes my face" 2nd, "oh shit, i surrived that" 3rd "oh shit i just called that cunt a cunt infront of those girls, well i hope i make it on their blog any way".
Calling Americans "Cunts" is always a good moment. You actually brought something back from England that can actually shock a New Yorker. Are you in NYC indefinitely or are you going to grace our presence in London again? Is the hipster taco truck still parking on Bedford Ave? Please enjoy a hipster taco for me!
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that actually makes me feel sick and want to hold on the the edges of the table.
had a classic yesterday. was coming over blackfriars bridge nth bound thinking about how dangerous that junction is. the problem now since they moved the cycle lane from the middle of the road to the far left is that you get traffic wanting to turn left at the off the bridge onto embankment and to do that they have to cut across the cycle lane. as if to illustrate my point a coach on my right started to show all the signs of wanting to do this. instead of slowing and ducking behind him to avoid being crushed i went the "floor it and pull out in front of him" route to allow him to pull over to the left. that done i was coming off the bridge at pretty much full speed, the lights were green and i came barelling round the corner into that little bit of cycle lane that filters you back into the inside of blackfriar's road only to run into the gap between a woman standing in the cycle lane with arm out to hail a cab and a black cab pulling over suddenly and without indicating. quite exciting. i arrived at the scene on my front wheel only involuntarily shouting "whoaaaaaa!". whan i stopped and had both wheels back on the ground. there was a moment of silence when the woman looked at me, the cab driver looked over at me with a look of black confusion on his face. then the woman just said "whoa". i just shook my head and rode off.
that junction's still insanely dangerous.
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Motman and I had a bit of a scary moment yesterday cycling back form the Memorial Ride. Cruising through E&C roundabout just going past the Walworth Rd exit to get to the Kennington exit and some silly bitch thought it would be a good idea to cut across a lane of traffic with no indicators(obviously missed her exit and thought she could just about make it in time) into Walworth Rd therefore cutting me up, having no time to stop or skid out the way and forced me off to the inside traffic island! Cunt!
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is that a potatochop? looks fishy to me. terrifying also.
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I think they're quite real - here's another one:
I hope they had their plastic pants on for this ride
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From the same website
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No matter how good you are, you can always make silly little mistakes - I don't get what the appeal of that is.
I think they're quite real - here's another one:
I hope they had their plastic pants on for this ride
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Hans rays is a legend!
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Today cycling along in a cycle lane (all my near disasters are in cycle lanes) and a car suddenly swerves in front of me. Cue rapid braking etc and me bashing on the rear window. The car stops and when pull up to have a word it turns out the driver was too busy lighting a cigarette to worry about steering in a straight line. Full force of my verbal vitriol duly unleashed. The old dear driving the car looked terrified, so hopefully compensation for the moment on fear she gave me.
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The biggest OH SHIT moment I had my first big accident that put me in hospital. I basically cycled into a transit van that turned across me. No warning less than a few metres to stop.
I knew I was going to hit it and I actually thought to myself "OH SHIT I am going to hit it, I'll be alright, won't hurt much". Next thing I know I am in the middle of the road, my ears are ringing (all I can hear), put my right arm down and intense pain. Broke my collar bone and it still not right 3 years later.
However When I was getting treated nurse in A+E and in my concuss state I started laughing uncontrollably, then I tried chatting her up, then about 10 minutes later I started crying. She must have thought I was a proper nutter.
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Biggest OH SHIT moment ever was riding home from sixth form fast on my father's early-60s Claud Butler, on a path made of compacted sand and gravel. I watched the front wheel collapse in very, very slow motion, then over the handlebars and head-first into the ground. Came round, noticed that the back wheel was still spinning, which reassured me that I wasn't all that badly concussed, ditched the bike and started home on foot. Made it about 500 yards before a mate from school found me and made me wait for an ambulance.
Final score: broken nose and left cheekbone, flap of forehead open to the skull, missing chunk of chin, rock through my upper lip that shredded it and broke the bone up above my left front upper incisor which needed removing. Got to A&E and the very tired-looking junior doctor on duty visibly winced. One brilliant plastic surgeon (brilliantly named Mr Bangash) and some very good aftercare by a family friend (an oncologist now, but originally trained in dermatology) later, there's nothing much visible, but at the time and for weeks later I thought my face was fucked for life.
The bike is still in Dad's shed, rusty as all hell but possibly rebuildable.
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No matter how good you are, you can always make silly little mistakes - I don't get what the appeal of that is.
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Originally Posted by Richard Cheese
I think they're quite real - here's another one:I hope they had their plastic pants on for this ride
at least they're wearing helmets, safety first
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YouTube - Simon Dumont over shoots jump. by a lot.
YouTube - candide thovex crash sur bertha
YouTube - Tanner Hall Chad's Gap
some of my favorites.
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Calling Americans "Cunts" is always a good moment. You actually brought something back from England that can actually shock a New Yorker. Are you in NYC indefinitely or are you going to grace our presence in London again? Is the hipster taco truck still parking on Bedford Ave? Please enjoy a hipster taco for me!
I have throughly made Cunt part of my every day repertoire, here is an excert from a bar today: ugly girl next to me at bar: "whats up" me: "getting cunted" her: "right" walks away My buddy: "what did she want?" me: "don't care she was cunty".
the hipsters have vacated the truck (which is still there) now they have imigrants make the tacos for them.
NYC for life.
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Flying down the A39 into Lynmouth on a fully loaded tourer (tent and all), braking like a banshee and still accelerating, and passing a sign that states "Danger Steep Hill. Cyclists Advised to Dismount".
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