Cue the dramatic Jaws music...
This lady must have thought I said "move left" because she moved left. Fortunately, I wasn't going too fast.
On your left.
On your l...WHAT IN THE HELL?!
The driver of this thing was actually cleaning up trash and otherwise maintaining the trail. I do catch the occasional Mo-Ped on these trails though.
Tea Time.
Thursday, April 09, 2009
On your left.
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5 comments:
Ha! Your lucky becaue it could have been one of the Banana Splits.
You need to get yourself a bell.
That driver looks pretty fat from this angle.
Never heard of a bikesatwork.com trailer I guess.
Yet another example of our over-dependence on motorized transportation making our country obese and sick.
+1 . . . I just ding my cute brass bell a good ways back and let them react how they want, just so they know I'm there and they get a little more predictably.
Unless they are listening to their cell or ipod or whatever, then I just stick my frame pump between their legs so they fall over.
A little more predictable. Predictable. No coffee yet.
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