I'm in New England. It is January, and despite the burst of warmth a few days ago, it is now cold again. As in 7 degrees Fahrenheit. So of course, I saw several people riding bicycles today. Normally, I'd say, to each their own. Even in this cold. BUT, there's always one.
I was east-bound when I saw one person on a bike from nearly 1/2 a mile away riding in the middle of the west-bound lane, as 3 cars passed them in a passing zone. All of this is perfectly normal and fine, except, as I got closer, I realized the MoronCycle was also traveling EAST.
Yes, that's right, this prime specimen for defending eugenics programs targeting the terminally dumb was riding in the middle of the lane against traffic. And forcing the oncoming traffic to swerve around him.
The MoronCycle missed one more shot at a Darwin Award when, as I approached from his rear, he finally decided to switch to the middle of the east-bound lane. Directly in front of me, without signalling his intention or even glancing over his shoulder to see if there was traffic.
Fortunately, the west-bound lane was empty so I was able to just swerve around him, since there is no way I would have been able to stop in time given the 40-ish MPH difference in our traveling speeds. I was rewarded by him flipping me off in my rear view. As if it was in some way my fault that he can't handle riding a bike.
I am hoping that the reason he was biking on this frigid day is because he is no longer allowed to have a license for driving a car. I can only imagine the damage he could do with a bigger vehicle and apparently a complete lack of situational awareness.
I was east-bound when I saw one person on a bike from nearly 1/2 a mile away riding in the middle of the west-bound lane, as 3 cars passed them in a passing zone. All of this is perfectly normal and fine, except, as I got closer, I realized the MoronCycle was also traveling EAST.
Yes, that's right, this prime specimen for defending eugenics programs targeting the terminally dumb was riding in the middle of the lane against traffic. And forcing the oncoming traffic to swerve around him.
The MoronCycle missed one more shot at a Darwin Award when, as I approached from his rear, he finally decided to switch to the middle of the east-bound lane. Directly in front of me, without signalling his intention or even glancing over his shoulder to see if there was traffic.
Fortunately, the west-bound lane was empty so I was able to just swerve around him, since there is no way I would have been able to stop in time given the 40-ish MPH difference in our traveling speeds. I was rewarded by him flipping me off in my rear view. As if it was in some way my fault that he can't handle riding a bike.
I am hoping that the reason he was biking on this frigid day is because he is no longer allowed to have a license for driving a car. I can only imagine the damage he could do with a bigger vehicle and apparently a complete lack of situational awareness.
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