Originally Posted by
nahh
my favorite commuter story is the guy that tore past me in his sports car (easily 35 in a 15) to get around me (I was doing something like 18 already) and 50 yards ahead there was a bike cop and he pulled him over, waved at me, i waved back, and he wrote the guy a nice reckless driving ticket.
Truly a case of karma in the universe at work and poetic justice.