London cyclists

Belong to an aggressive sub-species, some of 'em, don't they?

One decided to cut across in front of me and try to occupy the same
piece of road I was heading for on the way home.

"faaaaarg off" he yelled, then took a side swipe trying to punch me. He
missed, but contact wouldn't have done much. Unfortunately due to many
red lights he caught up with me again. He yelled some more at me that I
couldn't hear, but then I worryingly saw him eyeing up the keys. It
would have been a right PITA to say the least had he nicked them and
ridden off. Luckily the lights changed again and I lost him.

Also thankful that Pan wing mirror covers have a little strap holding
them on. Quite useful that was.

 

Wasn't the one with the two Terry clips holding a hammer on the 'bars,
cycles around near Putney, was he?

Dave H.

 

It was here:

http://maps.google.co.uk/maps?f=q&s...GDn_s9DyuHX9V1lGWxMCSw&cbp=12,336.47,,0,18.56

(approximately)

 

Nah, probably a different aggressive nutter then

Dave H.

 

Naaaah,
make sure he's on your left hand side, then grab his arm and open the
throttle wide, snick up through a few gears and see what speed his wheel
bearings start to smoke at.
extra points if he shits him self before they colapse.

 

Keys on a lanyard looped round the bars, and a couple of big fishhooks on
the keyring. Sorted.

 

First one's a good idea. I can imagine the second one causing a few
issues under our great legal system. "But there was no warning"

 

You could have a warning tag on the keyring itself.

 

And curare on the fish-hooks.

 

yes.
It's very difficult to get your mind and riding right whilst cycling.
I go for the general Dilbert theory that people are lazy, horny,
stupid and selfish. They also make mistakes
As a cyclist you're pretty much at the bottom of the food chain, and
they only respect I get from motorised users is bikers.

it's very easy to fall into the "I'm saving the world so I can ride
like a c*nt" or "everyone is a useless c*nt so I'll ride really
aggressively to survive" mode.

 

at this point I would, as I've done in the past, just kicked the ****
off his pathetic poof-chariot.

 

Sir wants nice Hard Luggage Sir does

 

planting an MX boot on their lycra-clad thigh and seeing them careen
off onto the pavement is equally satisfying.

I've only done it twice, but on both occasions it was totally
deserved.