Road Rage
I Pay Road Tax
I got heckled this morning on the roll into town, it was something along the lines of:
“Please will you leave the road, as I am in a rush and you stopping in front of me at a red light will delay my journey. I only ask, as you don’t pay road tax, so don’t have the right to use the roads that I pay for. Thank you for your understanding.” [I may have censored the gentleman's comments, I didn't want to make my post NSFW]
I should buy myself an ipayroadtax.com jersey, because I’ll never pluck up the courage to actually tell those people the truth, especially not when they’re in a tonne of metal pointed straight towards me!
Anyway, see this brilliant site for more info: ipayroadtax.com
Lucky Red Bike
I’ve begun commuting on Gina quite a bit recently, I usually walk to work but I wanted to show the bike off and get some test riding in. I’m appreciating the new routine of an extra 20 minutes in bed too!
Anyway, I was rolling down the hill into town, I went through a green light which had a right-turn filter coming across me. An oblivious woman missed the fact that there was a brightly coloured cyclist coming the other way and cut straight across in front of me!
I squeezed the breaks and prepared for a flying lesson, I unconsiously clipped out of the pedals and lept onto her bonnet. My feet hit the floor first and the bonnet took quite a lot of force out the fall as I bounced over so I was completely unharmed!
A quick dust down and check all my limbs were still attached was possible before the dolly got out of the car and began blaming me for the collision! I was already on the last minute, and in no mood to explain the highway code/rules of the road, so I gave the bike a once over and scooted away from the angry shouty woman.
When I was safely at work (on time!) I had a closer look at myself and the bike, there was not so much as a scratch on either of us! Maybe Gina is a lucky charm, but hopefully I won’t need to find out.