A week of effort has paid off and it’s all gone to plan. I still need to add some finishing touches to the project I’ve been working on, but other than that it’s all good. I can look forward to the weekend now and have no worries about work.
This is a good thing, because it means I’m not so preoccupied with my thoughts. This is essential when f****** idiots are trying to kill you on the way to work. Not one, but two, expensive german saloon driving buffoons tried to cut me up this morning. The first was the driver of a burgandy BMW 5 series who tried to cut me up and almost got a foot scrapped along their wing before they backed off the gas and let me keep my space in front of them. Sod off you dick, I’m doing 28mph on a bike in a 30mph zone and you want to overtake me so you can cut me up for the next left hand junction? I think not.
The second probably only about 15 seconds later was the driver of a silver E-Class Mercedes who, as I was trying to change lanes just sat along side me looking at me through their passenger window and neither accelerated or slowed down. It ended up putting me into the armco at the side of the road when I ran out of space. I stopped in time, but for the love of god, where do there people learn to drive? Also why is it that these incidents only ever occur when it’s pissing it down? Being on a bike is miserable enough when it’s wet and you’re suffering from reduced braking distances and greasy diesel covered city streets.
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