cracking ride home tonight. The tailwind gods were happy. Some good SCR too. Scalped a few including one chap with a very loud freewheel who then decided to try his hardest to stick on my tail. Only ever catching me at the lights. However we were both scalped by an ultra fast racing whippet. He was going some. Impresive. In Bromley I could see a bso cyclist ahead. I overtook him at a junction at some speed which he didn't like. He shouted "fast...ooh fast...you c***!" Charming I thought.