@soulchild and @pearl were some of the pricks you witnessed, perhaps they could explain their actions.
So this was a road race, with a follow car and yellow-line rule, I assume.@soulchild and @pearl were some of the pricks you witnessed, perhaps they could explain their actions.
So this was a road race, with a follow car and yellow-line rule, I assume.
No, it would see that it was not:
https://www.strava.com/activities/364443675
This loop goes nowhere near Amwell. I will assume that this is the yearly "that big group was blocking my ability to get a GD hamburger fast" post. We see this every year, and sooner or later someone identifies it as some sort of group ride, or charity ride, or something like that. More than likely it was a ride that was generating money for some cause other than Joe Q Public and his Mad Rush to Get Nowhere Fast.
the other day I was whipping down the road on the motorcycle, there was like 18 kids in wheelchairs crossing the street. I really had to slow down. I called them a bunch of pricks and went around them on the wrong side of the road anyway.
@soulchild and @pearl were some of the pricks you witnessed, perhaps they could explain their actions.
So this was a road race, with a follow car and yellow-line rule, I assume.
No, it would see that it was not:
https://www.strava.com/activities/364443675
So they are inexperienced...excuse to tide like an ass?
Why you gotta hate on the Rav4? I have one; its not only comfortable & stylish, its also very dependable.I was riding yesterday down a sweet descent (2000+ feet) with some gnarly switchbacks and dudeman in the RAV4 behind me was mad because I could take them faster than he could. Probably had to get his daughter to Starbucks before she started to rage at him. He passed me with plenty of space, but I knew he was mad.
I was riding yesterday down a sweet descent (2000+ feet) with some gnarly switchbacks and dudeman in the RAV4 behind me was mad because I could take them faster than he could. Probably had to get his daughter to Starbucks before she started to rage at him. He passed me with plenty of space, but I knew he was mad.
I was riding yesterday down a sweet descent (2000+ feet) with some gnarly switchbacks and dudeman in the RAV4 behind me was mad because I could take them faster than he could. Probably had to get his daughter to Starbucks before she started to rage at him. He passed me with plenty of space, but I knew he was mad.