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      CommentAuthorarif
    • CommentTimeMay 17th 2008
     
    Last night, fuck. I was cycling back to down to Hackney from the top of Green Lanes. From nowhere I heard (and felt) a big clap on the back of my head. a car passed along with a group of heads sticking out the window, each of them laughing as if something actually funny happened!... One of the fuckers slapped me, quite firmly I must add, on the head whilst I was cycling!! It really pissed me off, and has only further increased my demand for a wing mirror, so I can catch the bastards before they try it and hopefully get them back!

    Anyway, so 10 minutes later, I've just managed to forget about it and calm down. When a car drives beside me with two women in the front, and casually one of the girls pokes her rotten face out of the window and SCREAMS as loud as she could in my ear. These two, It didn't appear, to be in hysterics afterwards as they calmly drove on, only to hear further screams in the distance, presumably still continuing to piss off others too. What is up with this man?? - I only wish I carried an air horn on my frame for retaliation...

    Who has other such stories and ideas for evasion, retaliation e.t.c.
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      CommentAuthorchickin
    • CommentTimeMay 17th 2008
     
    some c*nt hit me with his car so i stole his keys
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      CommentAuthorwill
    • CommentTimeMay 17th 2008
     
    Some geezer punched me in the face on Marylebone road last year as I rode past (green light). By the time I'd realised what had happened he'd disappeared into the crowds. Just as well really; I'd probably have had a go at him and he'd have picked me up and thrown all nine and half stone of me clear across the street.
    There's bugger all you can do about it except think of the hundreds of cars that pass you every day without doing something unpleasant and not let the few who do get to you and ruin your day/week/life. Unless ofcourse you are built like a brick shithouse and carry a crowbar in which case please please please beat those bastards senseless.
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      CommentAuthorcaspar
    • CommentTimeMay 17th 2008 edited
     
    Earlier this morning I was threatened by a complete twatstick in his car. Basically he squeezed me into the parked cars on the left hand side of the road as we appraoched a bottle neck, I waved my fist at him in frustration/anger.

    He pulled along side me wound down his window and shouted 'I can kill you!'

    I thought he bloody could too and hopped inside the metal bollards onto the pavement toot sweet. To my utter astonishment he sped up and pulled onto the pavement right in front of me trying to cut me off, then he leaped out of his Corsa and said 'Call me a wanker, I'm going to push you off'.

    I popped onto the road round the back of his car and rode straight passe him too quickly for him to get near me, so he got back in the car and started to drive at me again still shouting through the open window 'I'll kill you!'

    I waited until he was close to me and hopped back onto the pavement........at which point he realised he couldn't get me to 'kill me' and contented himself with screaming further threats and driving off.

    He was very angry and completely misread my shaking fist as me calling him a wanker. He isn't a wanker, more a festing little piece of shit that could do us all a favour by driving himself into the canal and drowing, stupid little fat chav prick. Anyway the reason that I rarely shout at people in cars is as it can instigate a similar responce to this fucking cock knocker, in this case I was able to elude him as the pavement was well protected by big old bollards. As he was keen point out he could easily kill me if he decided to.
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      CommentAuthorwill
    • CommentTimeMay 17th 2008
     
    "call me a wanker, I'm going to push you off"
    Call ME a wanker dear and I'm going to pull you off
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      CommentAuthorcaspar
    • CommentTimeMay 17th 2008
     
    I was far too busy sussing out my exit route to worry about witty comebacks!
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      CommentAuthorwill
    • CommentTimeMay 17th 2008
     
    "Witty cum backs" It never ends. :hungry:
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      CommentAuthorarif
    • CommentTimeMay 18th 2008
     
    ^^^ - haha. This guy's good.
    • CommentAuthorifbm
    • CommentTimeMay 18th 2008
     
    Been slapped on the arse, hit in the ear by a water balloon, had a brief case shoved in front of my face by a pedestrian, held up against a wall by an irate jag driver in long acre and many more incidents, all whilst 'innocently' riding my bike. Be ready for anything I guess. Never came up with anything wittier than " you c**t" though, wish I had.
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      CommentAuthorchewy
    • CommentTimeMay 18th 2008
     
    I had someone kick my back wheel as i mounted a pavement once and ive kicked a (while riding) pedestrian trying to cross the road waaaay to close to me.In both of those incidents the middle finger was used.
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    A rangers fan stood on my back wheel on wednesday. I rounded on him only to see that he had about 10,000 mates. Got out of there swiftly.
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    I have had eggs thrown at me (hit), stones, cans and bottles.

    And that was just from Creative riders.
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      CommentAuthorSideshow
    • CommentTimeMay 18th 2008
     
    I've had a rock thrown at me, a guy shouting 'OI!' in my face as loudly and suddenly as he could... ermm... People shaking fists and screaming... And I got hit from behind by a cab on friday (softly enough to do nothing more but shake me up a little) and all the fucker did was wave briefly in some sort of apology.
    • CommentAuthorJP
    • CommentTimeMay 19th 2008 edited
     
    Going up Wood st towards London Wall in front of the cop shop, I have right of way-big lorry cuts me up, If i hadnt braked hard I would have been under the front wheel... He stops 10m in front at the red light, I shout "wanker" as i ride past the cab and carry on through the red light over the junction... Approching the corner with Fore st I have a feeling that the lorry is behind me so pull off into the barbican by that little pub, do a 30 second turn around (giving the lorry time to pass) and head on back out to pick up at Roman house (corner of Wood and Fore st).
    As Im passing the pub I see two guys running at me, not imediately connecting them with the lorry/wanker inccident, I try to go round them, Oh dear... Straight at me, bamm, fly off the bike, on my back, before I can move meaty millwall tatooed fists pin me the the floor and Im helpless as the other one backs around into prime head kicking position...I see the sledgehammer hand about to decend... Oooops... Im thinking its all over, when some guy appears opposite on his phone, the two lunatics make for the truck, and I get the witnesses details and then follow the lorry for the reg. Spent 3 hours at Snow Hill police station giving a statement.
    Got a phone call a month later saying he wouldnt even get a caution.
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    What? Outrageous.
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      CommentAuthorSideshow
    • CommentTimeMay 19th 2008 edited
     
    Reminds me of an old classic.

    Day in the life of a courier...

    http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IHcLI6QNYRs
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      CommentAuthorchickin
    • CommentTimeMay 19th 2008
     
    yes