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On Monday I saw the aftermath of what happens if a driver has a little dint with a taxi and then tries to drive off without exchanging details. Foooooooooking mental. The taxi guy chased this woman down the rode ramming into her car and eventually forcing her off the road by driving into her door before driving off going, "Waaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhh Ggggggggggggggggrrrrrrrrrrrrrraaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhh Mwooooorrrrrggggghhhhhhhhhhhhh."
Taxi drivers scare me way too much to ever want to fuck with them.
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Brainwave Alert:
I'm going to attach a blow-up sex doll to my bike (with miscellaneous gloop hanging from her mouth) for when I have to leave it locked up next. There is no way anyone would go near my bike then. The best part is that the doll can be deflated and put in my bag and is both light and waterproof.
Non?
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ok but my bastardos rear doesn't flash - but appreciate it could annoy - therefore always ride so fast only those wanting a Place de l’Alma underpass razzle dazzle experience ride behind.... or maybe some riders are drawn in like moths
I want whatever lights they have in Akira. Wooooooosh. That would get me all the ladies.
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^But sometimes you can't overtake and you're stuck with this really over the top flashing light that essential makes riding difficult for you, which seems unfair. I sound like a right moany cunt now. Meh.
I'd rather people where seen than not, but in the city it seems a bit OTT. Some of these things are insane!
Adequate visibilty is important, but there's a cut off point. I might just start riding around with a mini-star exploding out of my ass blinding all traffic - but so long as I'm okay...fuck everyone else that might want to share the road behind me.
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...and at the *other *end of the scale...
...I got stuck behind this chap the other night who had the brightest rear light I've ever seen. It blinded me. It was so offputting that I can't see how on earth he thought it was a good idea. I half jokingly rode past him and told him his rear light was blinding everyone, especially the cyclists behind him and he said "good".
Which made me think he was a turd.
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This perpetuates the cycle surely- the driver will take out his impotent rage on any and every cyclist he sees.
Better surely to mess with his head/shame him in a way that seems to come completely out of the blue, or is notably divorced from his aggression to cyclists.
On a personal note I am trying to stop shouting at cars.
Instead I get their address, wait for them to go out for the day and pebble dash their house.
It would have the opposite effect on me. I'd be ashamed and freaked out if that note arrived (without the threat of rape/swear words). Just knowing that I could be tracked down would be enough to stop me driving like a prick.
Good gosh I fancy Mary Poppins.