Was out on a recovery day country-side ride and my brother (who's thinking of taking up cycling) joins me.
Near the end of the ride, my brother warns "car" and I look back. We were just about to turn left onto another road and signaled.
lo and behold, the silverado pickup revs up and starts zooming by probably going +80-90mph at the sight of my hand. He flies by (which is fine), but then all of a sudden I see soft drink cups thrown out of the window obviously trying to hit us. They miss by a longshot and actually hit a window of the house next to us.
I've come to the conclusion that man will never set foot on Mars. If the soda was the space shuttle and I was a planet, houston we have a problem.
This is the kind of thing that keeps new cyclists from joining! I think competitive cyclist said something about the bike industry selling bikes that are more expensive vs selling new bikes to new people!