Rant: Who ARE those people who....
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Prof Prolapse said:
Yeah cyclists are a nightmare by me.
A group decide to have an unofficial road race last year on an arterial road. Imagine,70+ of he
s. One single, 1/4 mile streak of flourescent gobste. The traffic on the A701 (one of only two roads South) backed up about ten miles.
Thankfully I was on my GSXR. I filtered, ripped past, but not before slowing to gesticulate to the officials on their "support" vehicles that they were a shower of dicks, I have never seen such a sense of entitlement and inconsideration on such a scale.
I even had to keep my horn on the whole time passing the cyclists as, despite obviously hearing me, the cyclists kept pulling out to overtake each other (two/three abreast so well into opposite lane) without shoulder checks. Full tour de fking knobhead mode.
It's all the fking finance s from Edinburgh. Spending all week hedge funding via land mines and shafting poor people, then they come here in their Spandex on their ill-gotten ten grand plastic push bike, and obligatory VW Meincampfervans with full dhead chrome accessories, just to ps off another demographic before retiring back to their luxury homes for a finance sector BDSM and puppy drowning party.
One of the few positives of Brexit, I hope, is a long overdue hardship for theses. Perhaps they can wear their fking spandex onesy's when they're forced to apply their transferable skills to things like "cat strangling ", or taking their fragile, pretentious, carbon bicycles to ride between houses when they're trying to fleece old people.
Classic!A group decide to have an unofficial road race last year on an arterial road. Imagine,70+ of he
s. One single, 1/4 mile streak of flourescent gobste. The traffic on the A701 (one of only two roads South) backed up about ten miles. Thankfully I was on my GSXR. I filtered, ripped past, but not before slowing to gesticulate to the officials on their "support" vehicles that they were a shower of dicks, I have never seen such a sense of entitlement and inconsideration on such a scale.
I even had to keep my horn on the whole time passing the cyclists as, despite obviously hearing me, the cyclists kept pulling out to overtake each other (two/three abreast so well into opposite lane) without shoulder checks. Full tour de f
king knobhead mode. It's all the f
king finance s from Edinburgh. Spending all week hedge funding via land mines and shafting poor people, then they come here in their Spandex on their ill-gotten ten grand plastic push bike, and obligatory VW Meincampfervans with full dhead chrome accessories, just to ps off another demographic before retiring back to their luxury homes for a finance sector BDSM and puppy drowning party. One of the few positives of Brexit, I hope, is a long overdue hardship for these
s. Perhaps they can wear their fking spandex onesy's when they're forced to apply their transferable skills to things like "cat strangling ", or taking their fragile, pretentious, carbon bicycles to ride between houses when they're trying to fleece old people.Prof Prolapse said:
Yeah cyclists are a nightmare by me.
A group decide to have an unofficial road race last year on an arterial road. Imagine,70+ of hes. One single, 1/4 mile streak of flourescent gobste. The traffic on the A701 (one of only two roads South) backed up about ten miles.
Thankfully I was on my GSXR. I filtered, ripped past, but not before slowing to gesticulate to the officials on their "support" vehicles that they were a shower of dicks, I have never seen such a sense of entitlement and inconsideration on such a scale.
I even had to keep my horn on the whole time passing the cyclists as, despite obviously hearing me, the cyclists kept pulling out to overtake each other (two/three abreast so well into opposite lane) without shoulder checks. Full tour de fking knobhead mode.
It's all the fking finance s from Edinburgh. Spending all week hedge funding via land mines and shafting poor people, then they come here in their Spandex on their ill-gotten ten grand plastic push bike, and obligatory VW Meincampfervans with full dhead chrome accessories, just to ps off another demographic before retiring back to their luxury homes for a finance sector BDSM and puppy drowning party.
One of the few positives of Brexit, I hope, is a long overdue hardship for theses. Perhaps they can wear their fking spandex onesy's when they're forced to apply their transferable skills to things like "cat strangling ", or taking their fragile, pretentious, carbon bicycles to ride between houses when they're trying to fleece old people.
Classic Prof.A group decide to have an unofficial road race last year on an arterial road. Imagine,70+ of he
s. One single, 1/4 mile streak of flourescent gobste. The traffic on the A701 (one of only two roads South) backed up about ten miles. Thankfully I was on my GSXR. I filtered, ripped past, but not before slowing to gesticulate to the officials on their "support" vehicles that they were a shower of dicks, I have never seen such a sense of entitlement and inconsideration on such a scale.
I even had to keep my horn on the whole time passing the cyclists as, despite obviously hearing me, the cyclists kept pulling out to overtake each other (two/three abreast so well into opposite lane) without shoulder checks. Full tour de f
king knobhead mode. It's all the f
king finance s from Edinburgh. Spending all week hedge funding via land mines and shafting poor people, then they come here in their Spandex on their ill-gotten ten grand plastic push bike, and obligatory VW Meincampfervans with full dhead chrome accessories, just to ps off another demographic before retiring back to their luxury homes for a finance sector BDSM and puppy drowning party. One of the few positives of Brexit, I hope, is a long overdue hardship for these
s. Perhaps they can wear their fking spandex onesy's when they're forced to apply their transferable skills to things like "cat strangling ", or taking their fragile, pretentious, carbon bicycles to ride between houses when they're trying to fleece old people.(bows)
Prof Prolapse said:
Yeah cyclists are a nightmare by me.
A group decide to have an unofficial road race last year on an arterial road. Imagine,70+ of hes. One single, 1/4 mile streak of flourescent gobste. The traffic on the A701 (one of only two roads South) backed up about ten miles.
Thankfully I was on my GSXR. I filtered, ripped past, but not before slowing to gesticulate to the officials on their "support" vehicles that they were a shower of dicks, I have never seen such a sense of entitlement and inconsideration on such a scale.
I even had to keep my horn on the whole time passing the cyclists as, despite obviously hearing me, the cyclists kept pulling out to overtake each other (two/three abreast so well into opposite lane) without shoulder checks. Full tour de fking knobhead mode.
It's all the fking finance s from Edinburgh. Spending all week hedge funding via land mines and shafting poor people, then they come here in their Spandex on their ill-gotten ten grand plastic push bike, and obligatory VW Meincampfervans with full dhead chrome accessories, just to ps off another demographic before retiring back to their luxury homes for a finance sector BDSM and puppy drowning party.
One of the few positives of Brexit, I hope, is a long overdue hardship for theses. Perhaps they can wear their fking spandex onesy's when they're forced to apply their transferable skills to things like "cat strangling ", or taking their fragile, pretentious, carbon bicycles to ride between houses when they're trying to fleece old people.
I've never heard them called that before but will now use it at every opportunity. Thank you.A group decide to have an unofficial road race last year on an arterial road. Imagine,70+ of he
s. One single, 1/4 mile streak of flourescent gobste. The traffic on the A701 (one of only two roads South) backed up about ten miles. Thankfully I was on my GSXR. I filtered, ripped past, but not before slowing to gesticulate to the officials on their "support" vehicles that they were a shower of dicks, I have never seen such a sense of entitlement and inconsideration on such a scale.
I even had to keep my horn on the whole time passing the cyclists as, despite obviously hearing me, the cyclists kept pulling out to overtake each other (two/three abreast so well into opposite lane) without shoulder checks. Full tour de f
king knobhead mode. It's all the f
king finance s from Edinburgh. Spending all week hedge funding via land mines and shafting poor people, then they come here in their Spandex on their ill-gotten ten grand plastic push bike, and obligatory VW Meincampfervans with full dhead chrome accessories, just to ps off another demographic before retiring back to their luxury homes for a finance sector BDSM and puppy drowning party. One of the few positives of Brexit, I hope, is a long overdue hardship for these
s. Perhaps they can wear their fking spandex onesy's when they're forced to apply their transferable skills to things like "cat strangling ", or taking their fragile, pretentious, carbon bicycles to ride between houses when they're trying to fleece old people.Btw, that's how you do a proper rant!
Prof Prolapse said:
Yeah cyclists are a nightmare by me.
A group decide to have an unofficial road race last year on an arterial road. Imagine,70+ of hes. One single, 1/4 mile streak of flourescent gobste. The traffic on the A701 (one of only two roads South) backed up about ten miles.
Thankfully I was on my GSXR. I filtered, ripped past, but not before slowing to gesticulate to the officials on their "support" vehicles that they were a shower of dicks, I have never seen such a sense of entitlement and inconsideration on such a scale.
I even had to keep my horn on the whole time passing the cyclists as, despite obviously hearing me, the cyclists kept pulling out to overtake each other (two/three abreast so well into opposite lane) without shoulder checks. Full tour de fking knobhead mode.
It's all the fking finance s from Edinburgh. Spending all week hedge funding via land mines and shafting poor people, then they come here in their Spandex on their ill-gotten ten grand plastic push bike, and obligatory VW Meincampfervans with full dhead chrome accessories, just to ps off another demographic before retiring back to their luxury homes for a finance sector BDSM and puppy drowning party.
One of the few positives of Brexit, I hope, is a long overdue hardship for theses. Perhaps they can wear their fking spandex onesy's when they're forced to apply their transferable skills to things like "cat strangling ", or taking their fragile, pretentious, carbon bicycles to ride between houses when they're trying to fleece old people.
Quality rant there, Professor. A group decide to have an unofficial road race last year on an arterial road. Imagine,70+ of he
s. One single, 1/4 mile streak of flourescent gobste. The traffic on the A701 (one of only two roads South) backed up about ten miles. Thankfully I was on my GSXR. I filtered, ripped past, but not before slowing to gesticulate to the officials on their "support" vehicles that they were a shower of dicks, I have never seen such a sense of entitlement and inconsideration on such a scale.
I even had to keep my horn on the whole time passing the cyclists as, despite obviously hearing me, the cyclists kept pulling out to overtake each other (two/three abreast so well into opposite lane) without shoulder checks. Full tour de f
king knobhead mode. It's all the f
king finance s from Edinburgh. Spending all week hedge funding via land mines and shafting poor people, then they come here in their Spandex on their ill-gotten ten grand plastic push bike, and obligatory VW Meincampfervans with full dhead chrome accessories, just to ps off another demographic before retiring back to their luxury homes for a finance sector BDSM and puppy drowning party. One of the few positives of Brexit, I hope, is a long overdue hardship for these
s. Perhaps they can wear their fking spandex onesy's when they're forced to apply their transferable skills to things like "cat strangling ", or taking their fragile, pretentious, carbon bicycles to ride between houses when they're trying to fleece old people.308mate said:
...filter to the front of the queue at the lights and then wait until the lights go green to casually put the bike in gear and move off?! You fking clueless pieces of st. If you're pushing your way to the front, be in a state of readiness when the lights go green or get run over by a XR who gives 0 fks and is willing to use them.
Feel free to add your own gripes.
Are you on shark week? king clueless pieces of st. If you're pushing your way to the front, be in a state of readiness when the lights go green or get run over by a XR who gives 0 fks and is willing to use them. Feel free to add your own gripes.
yellowjack said:
Ahhhhh, diddums. Does somebody need a comforter and some additional driver training? Does he? Does he? Yes he does.
Open wide NITO, here comes the aeroplane...
Meanwhile, in the real world, not the made up bullst world where this rectum inspector lives, the net impact of cyclists on journey times is next to fk all when compared with the hours and hours spent by drivers sat in queues on motorways and trunk roads, sucking on someone else's exhaust fumes while the emergency services and recovery contractors extricate the vehicle of yet another inept moron who ought not to have a driving licence from another vehicle or a stationary, immovable object.
Remind us what you failed your (motor)bike test on again?Open wide NITO, here comes the aeroplane...
Meanwhile, in the real world, not the made up bulls
t world where this rectum inspector lives, the net impact of cyclists on journey times is next to fk all when compared with the hours and hours spent by drivers sat in queues on motorways and trunk roads, sucking on someone else's exhaust fumes while the emergency services and recovery contractors extricate the vehicle of yet another inept moron who ought not to have a driving licence from another vehicle or a stationary, immovable object. 
Exactly this Prof!!!! f
king cyclists - happened to me just yesterday. Thought I'd take Mrs B down to the coast for luncheon. We took the scenic route down some nice lanes, & low & behold, got stuck behind a row of 10 or so cars, who were stuck behind a gaggle of fking MAMILs, with no overtaking opportunities for some 5 miles. fk me they wind me up. Even worse are those that ride on the dual carriageway, despite the fact that there is a dedicated cycle lane away from the road - A24 around Boxhill being a classic example. wkers. 
Biker 1 said:
Exactly this Prof!!!! f
king cyclists - happened to me just yesterday. Thought I'd take Mrs B down to the coast for luncheon. We took the scenic route down some nice lanes, & low & behold, got stuck behind a row of 10 or so cars, who were stuck behind a gaggle of fking MAMILs, with no overtaking opportunities for some 5 miles. fk me they wind me up. Even worse are those that ride on the dual carriageway, despite the fact that there is a dedicated cycle lane away from the road - A24 around Boxhill being a classic example. wkers. He is currently convalescing after having half his face plated after ‘owning the road’ with a mini cab
CAPP0 said:
308mate said:
...filter to the front of the queue at the lights and then wait until the lights go green to casually put the bike in gear and move off?! You fking clueless pieces of st. If you're pushing your way to the front, be in a state of readiness when the lights go green or get run over by a XR who gives 0 fks and is willing to use them.
I'm right there with you on this one.king clueless pieces of st. If you're pushing your way to the front, be in a state of readiness when the lights go green or get run over by a XR who gives 0 fks and is willing to use them. Biker's Nemesis said:
Prof Prolapse said:
Yeah cyclists are a nightmare by me.
A group decide to have an unofficial road race last year on an arterial road. Imagine,70+ of hes. One single, 1/4 mile streak of flourescent gobste. The traffic on the A701 (one of only two roads South) backed up about ten miles.
Thankfully I was on my GSXR. I filtered, ripped past, but not before slowing to gesticulate to the officials on their "support" vehicles that they were a shower of dicks, I have never seen such a sense of entitlement and inconsideration on such a scale.
I even had to keep my horn on the whole time passing the cyclists as, despite obviously hearing me, the cyclists kept pulling out to overtake each other (two/three abreast so well into opposite lane) without shoulder checks. Full tour de fking knobhead mode.
It's all the fking finance s from Edinburgh. Spending all week hedge funding via land mines and shafting poor people, then they come here in their Spandex on their ill-gotten ten grand plastic push bike, and obligatory VW Meincampfervans with full dhead chrome accessories, just to ps off another demographic before retiring back to their luxury homes for a finance sector BDSM and puppy drowning party.
One of the few positives of Brexit, I hope, is a long overdue hardship for theses. Perhaps they can wear their fking spandex onesy's when they're forced to apply their transferable skills to things like "cat strangling ", or taking their fragile, pretentious, carbon bicycles to ride between houses when they're trying to fleece old people.
Classic Prof.A group decide to have an unofficial road race last year on an arterial road. Imagine,70+ of he
s. One single, 1/4 mile streak of flourescent gobste. The traffic on the A701 (one of only two roads South) backed up about ten miles. Thankfully I was on my GSXR. I filtered, ripped past, but not before slowing to gesticulate to the officials on their "support" vehicles that they were a shower of dicks, I have never seen such a sense of entitlement and inconsideration on such a scale.
I even had to keep my horn on the whole time passing the cyclists as, despite obviously hearing me, the cyclists kept pulling out to overtake each other (two/three abreast so well into opposite lane) without shoulder checks. Full tour de f
king knobhead mode. It's all the f
king finance s from Edinburgh. Spending all week hedge funding via land mines and shafting poor people, then they come here in their Spandex on their ill-gotten ten grand plastic push bike, and obligatory VW Meincampfervans with full dhead chrome accessories, just to ps off another demographic before retiring back to their luxury homes for a finance sector BDSM and puppy drowning party. One of the few positives of Brexit, I hope, is a long overdue hardship for these
s. Perhaps they can wear their fking spandex onesy's when they're forced to apply their transferable skills to things like "cat strangling ", or taking their fragile, pretentious, carbon bicycles to ride between houses when they're trying to fleece old people.(bows)
yellowjack said:
Ahhhhh, diddums. Does somebody need a comforter and some additional driver training? Does he? Does he? Yes he does.
Meanwhile, in the real world, not the made up bullst world where this rectum inspector lives, the net impact of cyclists on journey times is next to fk all when compared with the hours and hours spent by drivers sat in queues on motorways and trunk roads, sucking on someone else's exhaust fumes while the emergency services and recovery contractors extricate the vehicle of yet another inept moron who ought not to have a driving licence from another vehicle or a stationary, immovable object.
For the record, I passed both car and motorcycle tests first time. Unlike cyclists, who don't even need to take a test to become the mobile chicanes they are, without a requirement to even possess basic insurance when they are quite capable and often culpable of inflicting damage, ridden by complete freeloaders who believe they are an 'entitled' road user, when they contribute naff all to the maintenance of the infrastructure that they are so wilfully freeloading on, inconveniencing every other proper road user who is paying into the system via, road tax, petrol tax, insurance tax and covering and taking responsibility for their actions and their driving by being; qualified, insured, road legal, identifiable and accountable not to mention paying their way.Meanwhile, in the real world, not the made up bulls
t world where this rectum inspector lives, the net impact of cyclists on journey times is next to fk all when compared with the hours and hours spent by drivers sat in queues on motorways and trunk roads, sucking on someone else's exhaust fumes while the emergency services and recovery contractors extricate the vehicle of yet another inept moron who ought not to have a driving licence from another vehicle or a stationary, immovable object. The closest I get to being a rectum inspector is following these MAMILs on their pathetic bi-cycles, wobbling and panting their way along at a snails pace all red faced in their little zone, uncaring of the chaos they are causing behind them. I don't need any further training to identify the rider on the bicycle as a danger to himself and other road users, an inconvenience to everyone, and a mode of transport perpetuated by a most selfish minority who wish to impose their wishes and entitlement on other road users despite contributing nothing to the system.
I'll be the judge of the net impact to my journey times, and in my case, commuting through 25 miles of country lanes, it is significant. Particularly narrow roads with a constant stream of oncoming traffic. If you're stupid and inconsiderate enough to commute along narrow 60mph roads on a bicycle you deserve everything you get. There is a reason 50cc bikes are banned from Motorways and its the same reason that bicycles should be banned from anything other than 30mph or less zones - Common sense.
Hopefully cycling will become as socially unacceptable as smoking in public places, it's a nuisance to everyone bar the person doing it.
Prof Prolapse said:
Yeah cyclists are a nightmare by me.
A group decide to have an unofficial road race last year on an arterial road. Imagine,70+ of hes. One single, 1/4 mile streak of flourescent gobste. The traffic on the A701 (one of only two roads South) backed up about ten miles.
Thankfully I was on my GSXR. I filtered, ripped past, but not before slowing to gesticulate to the officials on their "support" vehicles that they were a shower of dicks, I have never seen such a sense of entitlement and inconsideration on such a scale.
I even had to keep my horn on the whole time passing the cyclists as, despite obviously hearing me, the cyclists kept pulling out to overtake each other (two/three abreast so well into opposite lane) without shoulder checks. Full tour de fking knobhead mode.
It's all the fking finance s from Edinburgh. Spending all week hedge funding via land mines and shafting poor people, then they come here in their Spandex on their ill-gotten ten grand plastic push bike, and obligatory VW Meincampfervans with full dhead chrome accessories, just to ps off another demographic before retiring back to their luxury homes for a finance sector BDSM and puppy drowning party.
One of the few positives of Brexit, I hope, is a long overdue hardship for theses. Perhaps they can wear their fking spandex onesy's when they're forced to apply their transferable skills to things like "cat strangling ", or taking their fragile, pretentious, carbon bicycles to ride between houses when they're trying to fleece old people.
A group decide to have an unofficial road race last year on an arterial road. Imagine,70+ of he
s. One single, 1/4 mile streak of flourescent gobste. The traffic on the A701 (one of only two roads South) backed up about ten miles. Thankfully I was on my GSXR. I filtered, ripped past, but not before slowing to gesticulate to the officials on their "support" vehicles that they were a shower of dicks, I have never seen such a sense of entitlement and inconsideration on such a scale.
I even had to keep my horn on the whole time passing the cyclists as, despite obviously hearing me, the cyclists kept pulling out to overtake each other (two/three abreast so well into opposite lane) without shoulder checks. Full tour de f
king knobhead mode. It's all the f
king finance s from Edinburgh. Spending all week hedge funding via land mines and shafting poor people, then they come here in their Spandex on their ill-gotten ten grand plastic push bike, and obligatory VW Meincampfervans with full dhead chrome accessories, just to ps off another demographic before retiring back to their luxury homes for a finance sector BDSM and puppy drowning party. One of the few positives of Brexit, I hope, is a long overdue hardship for these
s. Perhaps they can wear their fking spandex onesy's when they're forced to apply their transferable skills to things like "cat strangling ", or taking their fragile, pretentious, carbon bicycles to ride between houses when they're trying to fleece old people.
Fleegle said:
I have friend that regularly cycles the roads in the Surrey Hills area. I asked him that very question. His response was ‘why should I?’ I tried explaining why they were installed in places like that but it would appear that belligerence far outweighs safety.
He is currently convalescing after having half his face plated after ‘owning the road’ with a mini cab
Not only that, they've put in average speed cameras on the section towards Leatherhead, reduced the speed limit to 50, & made it into a single lane on the southbound carriageway. I hold the MAMILS fully responsible for this.He is currently convalescing after having half his face plated after ‘owning the road’ with a mini cab
Fleegle said:
.....buy fking great big bmw’s With massive sandwich boxes strapped to the side to go to the office every day? Field worker who’s in and out with folders, laptop, etc..... okay I sort of get it, but wker data inputter....
...and then block the road between two lanes so that you cannot filter on your skinny sportsbike - these dudes annoy me... or the scooterists that can barely ride but cluelessly block the road so one can't filter. I realize there are probably bikers riding scooters as well, but I cannot help it, scooterists make me mad, they can't ride and they endanger others. king great big bmw’s With massive sandwich boxes strapped to the side to go to the office every day? Field worker who’s in and out with folders, laptop, etc..... okay I sort of get it, but wker data inputter.... Biker 1 said:
NITO said:
Hopefully cycling will become as socially unacceptable as smoking in public places, it's a nuisance to everyone bar the person doing it.
Waiting for the vapid MAMIL response......
Perhaps cycling should be punishable by death.
Just a short walk from my house we had... "A 43 year old man was riding a moped when he was in a collision with a traffic island on Sandy Lane..."
I've never wished harm on anyone, 'ceptin' those what wishes harm on me, but I do wonder how, in broad daylight, on a 30 mph road, and with no other traffic involved, someone on a powered two-wheeler, with about two metres of carriageway to spare on either side of him, can ride right into a traffic island and extinguish his own life? After all, it's a local bus route so you can literally "fit a bus through that gap". People in my street had to take a diversion just to get home too. How totally f
king inconsiderate of him, closing the road and delaying traffic like that while paramedics worked on him and police investigated the circumstances of his demise... 
I never met a motorcyclist I liked, and now I'm beginning to understand why, reading your b
hing, whining, and general emotional illiteracy on here.NITO said:
For the record, I passed both car and motorcycle tests first time. Unlike cyclists, who don't even need to take a test to become the mobile chicanes they are, without a requirement to even possess basic insurance when they are quite capable and often culpable of inflicting damage, ridden by complete freeloaders who believe they are an 'entitled' road user, when they contribute naff all to the maintenance of the infrastructure that they are so wilfully freeloading on, inconveniencing every other proper road user who is paying into the system via, road tax, petrol tax, insurance tax and covering and taking responsibility for their actions and their driving by being; qualified, insured, road legal, identifiable and accountable not to mention paying their way.
The closest I get to being a rectum inspector is following these MAMILs on their pathetic bi-cycles, wobbling and panting their way along at a snails pace all red faced in their little zone, uncaring of the chaos they are causing behind them. I don't need any further training to identify the rider on the bicycle as a danger to himself and other road users, an inconvenience to everyone, and a mode of transport perpetuated by a most selfish minority who wish to impose their wishes and entitlement on other road users despite contributing nothing to the system.
I'll be the judge of the net impact to my journey times, and in my case, commuting through 25 miles of country lanes, it is significant. Particularly narrow roads with a constant stream of oncoming traffic. If you're stupid and inconsiderate enough to commute along narrow 60mph roads on a bicycle you deserve everything you get. There is a reason 50cc bikes are banned from Motorways and its the same reason that bicycles should be banned from anything other than 30mph or less zones - Common sense.
Hopefully cycling will become as socially unacceptable as smoking in public places, it's a nuisance to everyone bar the person doing it.
Hmmmmm.... The closest I get to being a rectum inspector is following these MAMILs on their pathetic bi-cycles, wobbling and panting their way along at a snails pace all red faced in their little zone, uncaring of the chaos they are causing behind them. I don't need any further training to identify the rider on the bicycle as a danger to himself and other road users, an inconvenience to everyone, and a mode of transport perpetuated by a most selfish minority who wish to impose their wishes and entitlement on other road users despite contributing nothing to the system.
I'll be the judge of the net impact to my journey times, and in my case, commuting through 25 miles of country lanes, it is significant. Particularly narrow roads with a constant stream of oncoming traffic. If you're stupid and inconsiderate enough to commute along narrow 60mph roads on a bicycle you deserve everything you get. There is a reason 50cc bikes are banned from Motorways and its the same reason that bicycles should be banned from anything other than 30mph or less zones - Common sense.
Hopefully cycling will become as socially unacceptable as smoking in public places, it's a nuisance to everyone bar the person doing it.
1. I'd humbly suggest that you don't want to get into a 'Driving Licence Top Trumps' game with me. You might well embarrass yourself.
2. Much of your utter t
twaffle bullst suggests that no matter your ability to pass a practical test to hold a driving licence, you are psychologically unsuitable to do so.3. "despite contributing nothing to the system"...
I now see the level of intelligence I'm dealing with. FYI - while I ride my bicycle, my taxed, MOT'd and insured vehicles are on the drive at home, "contributing to the system" dhead. And what's more, by me not driving my large family car on journeys less than three miles, I'm making MORE space on the road available to fkwits who choose to drive. If I need more evidence of motorcyclist stupidity I'll tune in to youtube to watch (yet another) video of some Muppet with a helmet cam providing his own evidence to help the police with their dangerous driving conviction rate.4. "If you're stupid and inconsiderate enough to commute along narrow 60mph roads on a bicycle you deserve everything you get." How delightful. Maybe suicidal t
twaffles on powerful motorcycles deserve all they get when inobservant morons in cars punt them off on motorways? I couldn't possibly say, but my old Nan used to tell me "what's sauce for the goose is sauce for the gander"... As for... "Hopefully cycling will become as socially unacceptable as smoking in public places, it's a nuisance to everyone bar the person doing it."?
There simply aren't enough rolled eyes and rofls in the world to do that statement justice. You sound like a sociopath. It's a sound I know well, regularly heard at night, screaming down the M3 on two wheels with the throttle wide open on the way to an appointment with a tree. Motorcycling will be banned long before bicycling ever will, if we're going to play 'Casualty Rate Top Trumps'.
I'm out now. My mummy warned me that if I argued with stupid it would drag me down to it's level and beat me with experience, so I suppose "you win"...
..."more of your conversation would infect my brain... ...I will be bold to take my leave of you".
Edited by yellowjack on Monday 20th August 12:33
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