Don’t play chicken with a bus. That was last week’s lesson. There is a thin line between centre line riding and riding on the wrong side of the road towards a double decker. I never caught up with the crazy fool who pulled this stunt on Friday night, but if I had he’d of been on the receiving end of a torrent of abuse. He would not have walked away from that collision.
Some drivers really just don’t like cyclists. Like the one the other day who purposefully moved over to block me from overtaking him when he was stationary in traffic. Now that’s not very nice behaviour, but at the end of the day it’s a ridiculous move because when you’re stuck in traffic in a car, there’s very little that will stop a biker finding a way around your car if they want to get past.
This morning’s gem was rocking up at a set of traffic lights to almost be taken out by a passenger throwing open their door. I was on the inside, fortunately just coasting to a stop alongside the only car at the junction, when an office worker jumps out in front of me. Eeek. At least I know the brakes work, but if I’d been going faster he’d have been taken out.