This past Thusday, a fat-arse in a pick up truck was pissed off that I took the lane to make a left-hand turn. As I turned off, he almost clipped my rear wheel and yelled "Are you out of your ******** mind???".

Being that I was riding my brakeless fixed gear 15 miles from my house in the North Hills to Downtown Pittsburgh, I can't help but think he must have known something about bikes.