I understand all too well. I get the morons who wait and wait to move into an intersection until I'm right on them, and then whip out in front, actually touch me, and wave as if that'll keep me from killing them if I catch up to them. When friends ask me what it's like to ride a bicycle in Dallas, I tell them "One of these days, I'm going to have to turn it into a Hollywood pitch: 'It's Breaking Away meets The Road Warrior.'" I wear motorcycle boots on long bike rides in Dallas for a reason: it's so the morons think I'm carrying grenades and leave me alone.
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NY and NJ I understand. HI is a bit unexpected, but it does have some seriously twisted roads.
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