Yesterday, on an empty country road, I crossed paths with a guy on a TT-bike. Wearing a TT-helmet. His head was bobbing up and down as he "gave it." Just before we intersected, and at the moment his head came back up, I gave a friendly wave.

He saw me. It was an empty country road. I know he saw me. But he didn't move his head or show any recognition of my presence, much less wave. He was probably working on his best time ever. It was clearly serious stuff. I spent the subsequent part of my ride thinking up clever ways of mocking him, but I've forgotten all that now. I'm only left with one impression:

Twatt. Total twatt.