Originally Posted by james_swift

What I hate, and see all too often, is the spandex-logo-ed weekend warriors who think they're Lance Armstrong or something. Last weekend while out riding, I saw this lady in a car pull out of her parking spot in front of one of these spandex-roadies, almost knocking him off his bike. (BTW, you should've expected that...this is the city. Next time, look ahead into the driver-side windows/side-view mirrors of all the cars parked alongside you (also watch for the front wheel that's turned or turning out). If you see someone is in the car, expect him/her to pull into you at any moment and plan accordingly). The roadie stopped his bike, came back around to the lady motorist, then started shouting and swearing at the poor, frightened lady, pressing the FU-finger up against her window.

That's all quite unnecessary. I bet if it had been 2 tattoed gangsters in a hoop-d, Mr. Tough Spandex Roadie would'nt have been so tough.

Sure, I've let careless motorists know my feelings with the middle finger, but not to the point of almost physically accosting them, especially frightened, old ladies. Yeah, that's real tough, Mr. Armstrong-wannabe.