Quote:
Originally Posted by BlackE55
Heh, "Critical Mass". They had an active group in Madison. I'd blow by them many times in my '66 Olds Toronado on the way back from work (pre Mercedes days). Howling glasspack duals, headers, smoke - they hated me. Well, they hated all cars.
|
They do hate all cars. There is a seven mile scenic road a few miles from my house that is a favorite amongst bicycle riders. On weekends, they ride en masse, taking up the whole lane of a narrow two lane rode that is mostly double yellow. The problem is that the soccer mom suv drivers only see a slow a** car in front of them and don't realize that there is a group of bicycle riders in front. So, when they pull out to pass me, I have to almost come to a complete stop in order to let the suv squeeze by me and get behind the bicycle riders. In between that and the morons riding those Chinese made scooters while drinking coffee or chating on a cell phone, the only good driving time is early Sunday morning, because most people are sleeping one off.