Originally Posted by wattsy_rules

On an angry note I got overtaken some young bike shop rider today. As customary, I said "g'day, good day for it", and the farken little KNOB didn't even look in my direction, so I said it louder and the little F*CK just went up a gear and got out of his seat and cranked. Wattsy was angry so wattsy also cranked and then sat in his draft to Mordialloc. I didn't care that my heart rate was 180 - 194 all the way, I wasn't going to let the little pr!ck go. Top speed into the breeze was 45 kph but he was working as hard as I was.