NOTE: If the crybaby in this story is one of our forum buddies, I apologize in advance.
My buddy just emailed this to me; happened to him on his way in this morning. The speeds we are talking about were in the 25mph range for the first section and 30 mph range for the 2nd section. Even though my buddy may have been in the wrong (debatable), his run in with this whiney little pus is pretty funny!
Part of what makes this funny is that my buddy wears more traditional commuting gear and does not always look as fast as he his. Baggy shorts, big old green school type backpack...the whole works. But if you are going to to talk smack to him, you had better be able to hang at 30 mph for a while. LOL
Hey guys… I’ve got a good story…
I had a nice little experience with a cycling snob this morning. I was going down Ustic and pulled up to the light at Eagle. There were a couple riders there. They weren’t riding together they just both got stopped at the light. One guy was a commuter with flat handlebars. The other guy was all decked out with nice gear and had a nice specialized bike. The guy with all the nice stuff was talking to the other guy like a know-it-all.
Anyway the light changes and we take off, the commuter guy gets left behind so I got onto the wheel of Mr. Know-It-All. He speeds up a bit in an effort to drop me. He doesn’t drop me looks back and says “Hey! Are you trying to draft me!”
In my head I’m thinking I’m not trying to draft you I am drafting you. Then he says “I’m not your workhorse! I’ll draft you!!”
So then I preceded to change him from my workhorse into my little beeach and I dropped his sorry but.