well another interesting day on the bike today. first off a clown in a subaru undertakes me a matter of inches away and nearly takes me out then does it again on next stretch of dual carriageway.
same stretch of dual carriageway a mile later and im waiting patiently behind some blind bint as she hogs the fast lane, flash my lights numerous times...nothing, beep horn.... nothing. not once did she use her mirrors. pull up beside her and ask if she ever considered using her mirrors for anything other than applying her makeup. predictable shocked response from her.
next roundabout another member of the fairer sex (sadly blind as well) pulls out from roundabout into my path whilst chatting on the phone. probably phoning blind bint to tell her the latest gossip she has just read in top sante magazine.
have a blast up lochearnhead way and tyndrum stop for lunch and come back down the a9.
heading down the m9 i see an astra in the left hand lane complete with tartan travelling rug in rear parcel shelf (a warning sign im sure you will all agree) travelling too close to the caravan in front. so i slow way down to see if he will overtake, i hang back and hang back then accelerate to pass him still in the fast lane. said astra then pulls out right into my path and i have to grab a handful of front brake as my arse bites a chunk out the seat. as i pass him i look at him and point at my mirrors, he looks confused
a mile up the road i pull in for petrol and he
follows me in and asks what part of his car i was pointing at, so i point out he nearly killed me and he give a half hearted apology and fecks off. at least i got an apology i suppose.........
however nothing beats this monumental pillock on the last short stretch home.....ahem. travelling along a very wide section of road with a stupid 40 limit i come up behind a breast in a shed of nissan micra with 3 kids in the back none wearing seatbelts. he is doing 30mph so i look in my mirror see its clear behind indicate and cruise past him. as i get past i check my mirror again to see that its clear for me to pull in in front of him. i see his car accelerating and him swerving towards the back of my bike! so i turn round and gesture with an open hand asking him what the **** he thinks hes doing?? and i get a serious barrage of abuse through the windscreen from him. so i carry on in my lane only to find this welt coming up my inside for another go at it , this time forcing me into traffic in the right turn lane onto the roundabout we are approaching. so iget alongside him and ask him to explain what he thinks he is doing and i get more abuse and threats. meanwhile his poor kids are shittng themselves in the back at his antics i join the roundabout and he shoves me further across into the feckin thing! i accelerate and make the exit towards the next roundabout and he stays in the right hand side as if turning right at the next roundabout. sound i think as im going left, so i make my way up the road waiting to turn left to get away from this bawbag and he swerves into me again, unfeckin believable!!
mind you he didnt break any speed limits so im sure he is a safe driver all in all.
same stretch of dual carriageway a mile later and im waiting patiently behind some blind bint as she hogs the fast lane, flash my lights numerous times...nothing, beep horn.... nothing. not once did she use her mirrors. pull up beside her and ask if she ever considered using her mirrors for anything other than applying her makeup. predictable shocked response from her.
next roundabout another member of the fairer sex (sadly blind as well) pulls out from roundabout into my path whilst chatting on the phone. probably phoning blind bint to tell her the latest gossip she has just read in top sante magazine.
have a blast up lochearnhead way and tyndrum stop for lunch and come back down the a9.
heading down the m9 i see an astra in the left hand lane complete with tartan travelling rug in rear parcel shelf (a warning sign im sure you will all agree) travelling too close to the caravan in front. so i slow way down to see if he will overtake, i hang back and hang back then accelerate to pass him still in the fast lane. said astra then pulls out right into my path and i have to grab a handful of front brake as my arse bites a chunk out the seat. as i pass him i look at him and point at my mirrors, he looks confused
a mile up the road i pull in for petrol and hefollows me in and asks what part of his car i was pointing at, so i point out he nearly killed me and he give a half hearted apology and fecks off. at least i got an apology i suppose.........
however nothing beats this monumental pillock on the last short stretch home.....ahem. travelling along a very wide section of road with a stupid 40 limit i come up behind a breast in a shed of nissan micra with 3 kids in the back none wearing seatbelts. he is doing 30mph so i look in my mirror see its clear behind indicate and cruise past him. as i get past i check my mirror again to see that its clear for me to pull in in front of him. i see his car accelerating and him swerving towards the back of my bike! so i turn round and gesture with an open hand asking him what the **** he thinks hes doing?? and i get a serious barrage of abuse through the windscreen from him. so i carry on in my lane only to find this welt coming up my inside for another go at it , this time forcing me into traffic in the right turn lane onto the roundabout we are approaching. so iget alongside him and ask him to explain what he thinks he is doing and i get more abuse and threats. meanwhile his poor kids are shittng themselves in the back at his antics
i join the roundabout and he shoves me further across into the feckin thing! i accelerate and make the exit towards the next roundabout and he stays in the right hand side as if turning right at the next roundabout. sound i think as im going left, so i make my way up the road waiting to turn left to get away from this bawbag and he swerves into me again, unfeckin believable!!mind you he didnt break any speed limits so im sure he is a safe driver all in all.
