Originally Posted by
maddyfish
Alot of people have that attitude. That is why you have to TAKE your rights and use them to the fullest extent. In the wild kingdom most of the little animals have spines,bad tastes, or poisons, that's what we have to be: the nasty, aggressive little animals of the road that nobody wants to fool with.
Yeah, fight fire with fire. Escalation. Battle!
You're gonna find pricks in every group, cyclists included.
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