yellowhammer
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- Nawf Kent, innit.
On my way to work yesterday I was puffing my way up That Bloody Hill (not steep, but looooong) quite happily, albeit slowly. Suddenly a roadie in top-to-tail lycra zoomed past like I was standing still, with enough breath to throw me a cheery "morning!" too. Frankly, he scared the living daylights out of me - I think a little bit of wee came out... 
So, if that was anyone on here I'm sorry about the "Oh sh!t!" reply and the unexpected death weave. 
Coming home from work today I was catching up with another cyclist pretty quickly. "My turn!" I thought, and pounced, ninja-like just as she wobbled to a halt in a lay-by. I stopped to make sure the lady rider was okay and she told me "Sorry, it's my first time on a bike for twenty years". That hardly counts as a proud victory, does it?
My time will come. I'll overtake someone yet, if it kills me!
So, if that was anyone on here I'm sorry about the "Oh sh!t!" reply and the unexpected death weave. Coming home from work today I was catching up with another cyclist pretty quickly. "My turn!" I thought, and pounced, ninja-like just as she wobbled to a halt in a lay-by. I stopped to make sure the lady rider was okay and she told me "Sorry, it's my first time on a bike for twenty years". That hardly counts as a proud victory, does it?
My time will come. I'll overtake someone yet, if it kills me!
