I hate it when I'm driving and another motorist pulls in front of me and then slows down. I yell, "Get the **** out of my way ***hole."
The same thing happened yesterday as I was riding my bike to work. I was going slightly faster than the car behind me, but I guess he didn't like "following" a bicycle so he sped up enough to go around me and then slowed down. I had to slow down because this ***hole was now in front of me.
Where's my handlebar-mounted rocket launcher?
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The Lord is merciful and gracious, slow to anger and abounding in steadfast love. - Psalm 103:8
I am a cyclist. I am not the fastest or the fittest. But I will get to where I'm going with a smile on my face.