why do macho bicyclists try to get killed?
Posted: Tue Nov 04, 2008 12:43 pm
Whatever purpose does it serve?
A. They're not Lance Armstrong, whatever kinda clothes they wear
B. They have a really idiotic attitude, especially for someone on that vulnerable a machine
I have had them "speed" past me while I'm driving in all kinds of noxiously dangerous manners,
but what happened this morning took the cake:
I'm in my car on a hill, in traffic, stopped, pointing uphill. This is always strenuous for me, as I drive a stick shift, an old, no-longer-peppy stick shift, & as we all know, stick shifts pointing uphill in park roll backward a couple inches when you throw them into gear, even if you attempt to prevent this by gunning the gas. To not roll, you really have to gun it, which hurts the clutch. (Car Talk Guys recommend putting the parking brake on for this, then swiftly disengaging it; I would wipe out my parking brake in about 2 tries.) I therefore hate being tailgated. I usually use "back off" hand signal (open handed back-facing palm, "pushing backwards" out the window), trying to get the car in back of me not to tailgate. I occasionally get out & explain this to them, if the light is long enough.
This time, I was being tailgated by a bicyclist. There is no reason on earth why the bicyclist couldn't just zoom past us all, showing their macho uphillness, in the parking lane. Back when I was biking everywhere, not being very macho or sufficiently strong, I generally got off & walked the bike uphill, often on the sidewalk.
This bicyclist, when I politely got out & explained to them that I didn't want to roll back into them & kill them, told me they were "riding in the driving lane like I'm s'posed to". I told them I wasn't going to move my car at all until they were well past me; they could do it however they wanted to. Bike around me to the right, the left, walk the bike on the sidewalk, whatever.
They went around me to the left, the most dangerous way (veering out into oncoming traffic), cursing me out as they went.
Whatever is with these yoiks.
A. They're not Lance Armstrong, whatever kinda clothes they wear
B. They have a really idiotic attitude, especially for someone on that vulnerable a machine
I have had them "speed" past me while I'm driving in all kinds of noxiously dangerous manners,
but what happened this morning took the cake:
I'm in my car on a hill, in traffic, stopped, pointing uphill. This is always strenuous for me, as I drive a stick shift, an old, no-longer-peppy stick shift, & as we all know, stick shifts pointing uphill in park roll backward a couple inches when you throw them into gear, even if you attempt to prevent this by gunning the gas. To not roll, you really have to gun it, which hurts the clutch. (Car Talk Guys recommend putting the parking brake on for this, then swiftly disengaging it; I would wipe out my parking brake in about 2 tries.) I therefore hate being tailgated. I usually use "back off" hand signal (open handed back-facing palm, "pushing backwards" out the window), trying to get the car in back of me not to tailgate. I occasionally get out & explain this to them, if the light is long enough.
This time, I was being tailgated by a bicyclist. There is no reason on earth why the bicyclist couldn't just zoom past us all, showing their macho uphillness, in the parking lane. Back when I was biking everywhere, not being very macho or sufficiently strong, I generally got off & walked the bike uphill, often on the sidewalk.
This bicyclist, when I politely got out & explained to them that I didn't want to roll back into them & kill them, told me they were "riding in the driving lane like I'm s'posed to". I told them I wasn't going to move my car at all until they were well past me; they could do it however they wanted to. Bike around me to the right, the left, walk the bike on the sidewalk, whatever.
They went around me to the left, the most dangerous way (veering out into oncoming traffic), cursing me out as they went.
Whatever is with these yoiks.