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i remember cycling home from the pub giving people who had their hands out for taxi's high fives.
Best road rage incident I witnessed was of the splashing variety. Walking down Appian Way around ten years ago just after Christmas so traffic was light. Guy in suit walking around 20 yards ahead. A taxi drives full force through a puddle which it could have easily avoided, drenching the guy. He swears loudly, runs after the taxi and catches it stopped at the traffic lights. Next thing he pulls the driver out of the car and proceeds to kick the fuck out of him. The Gardai arrive within a few minutes. I didn't see what happened after that but the taxi driver got a bad beating. It was on the news later that the Gardai were appealing for witnesses so no one must have come forward.
the best is when motorists pull over in an attempt to make you fight
Bus drivers and Taxi-men will sometimes get excited and start calling you names, and I will generally pull out in front of them and slow down for them, in order to get a better idea of exactly what they are trying to say.
Then I will have a bit of a think.
Then I will continue about my business.
My favourite one though was when a car passed me on a bridge in Bray, and squeezed into me, and knocked me off the bike. I ended up almost going into the Dargle.
There was a motorbike courier behind me, who pulled over, shouted at me was I alright?, then shouted "he'd be back in a minute".
About 2 minutes later, he was back, I was still getting my shit together on the ground, and the biker dude informed me that the volvo driver would not be making that mistake again.
And will have to buy some new tail lights.
And a new front wing. And probably a new headlight.
He asked me did I reckon that was alright, cause apparantly the guy was still up the road, standing and crying looking at the state of the car, and he could go back and set about wrecking it some more.
I told him I felt that the job was a good 'un. Although I was thinking about all the times I nearly got killed out in the back end of Wicklow by some cunt in a Bmer, and wanted some more car retribution.
I had to chase down the road after him and reef him off the bike.
Another time I found this bloke lying on the road and got off me bicycle to help him. I couldn't find a pulse and thought he was dead so I rang an ambulance. These lads in a van stopped to help and one of them started roaring at shaking the bloke on the ground. Up springs yer man, turns out he was just wasted. So I rang 999 again to cancel the ambulance and while my back was turned, the lads from the van, thinking that my bike was yer man's, put him on it and sent him on his merry way. I had to chase down the road after him and reef him off the bike.
He might've learned a valuable lesson if you'd cycled over his legs. Tough love.
One time I threw my bike over a fence in Rathmines in a fit of drunken rage. It was a lovely bike. Nobody was hurt but me (after repeated attempts to get back up on it after falling).
there is nothing scarier than a driver with a short fuse, either to be a passenger in the car with or to be on the road trying to avoid.But being as anger prone as I am, ive had many run ins with pedistrians and drivers.
Best one was where I missed my train cause of this shittie tractor so I had to go get the bus which I was about to miss to and this fucking spa walks out infront of the car and continues to walk infront of the car..... My mother blocked me from blowing the horn at them...
So I let down the window... And i started screaming.. "GET OUT OF THE WAY YOU FUCKING RETARD" while banging on the window screen...
They moved in.. I missed my bus. My mother (the most calm never give out ever woman) just sat there going.. "Roisin get in! they'll call the cops".
Lastest thing I did was we were driving up a one way street in Enniscorthy where "murphy floods" used to be and this one and her auld ma were walking on the road and not on the path, So once again I let down the window and started shouting "Do you want to be fucking knocked down!" (it was christmas week and the new Dunnes had opened and it was packed and I was really fucking angry)
And theres been various other times where ive stuck my finger up at people.
Oh and then in the mornings when Im walking up to school and people turn in a pedistrian area... I nearly got hit one day, I just stood in front of the car going "how did you get a licence"!
I cant wait to drive, my mother always blocks me from using the horn but my god when I can.. ITs going to be magnificent.
where do motorised wheelchairs fit into this brave new world of yours?
Are you saying fuck the paraplegics? because thats what I'm hearing!
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