Going out for a bike ride today we nearly got cleaned up by a car.  We were riding on the bike/footpath and it crossed a road.  Looking around for cars there was one some distance back but it was slowing down to a stop and waiting for us so I led the way out onto the road.

Suddenly the car resumed its course and sped up, cutting me off.  I quickly braked and looked puzzled at the driver as he stopped the car directly in front of us to block our path.  Fixing us with an evil glare (or as evil a glare as a 17 year old pimple-faced teenage male can achieve) he then started to spin the tyres on his car whilst blocking our path.

As he drove off down the road, feeling he had used his car to represent his manhood, we were left to ponder the idiocy of some people.  We were also wondering why it was that since he was clearly such a “hero” (if only to himself) he didn’t get a real car instead of some tinny little Mazda rattlebox.

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