My afternoon commute
Last night I headed home up Fourth Avenue when a guy in a huge pickup with a bumper sticker that said “Honor God” on it nearly ran me over. Even though there was a red light at Sixth Street just a block away, he gunned it and came as close to me as he dared.
Naturally, I caught him at the light.
I pulled out a copy of the “Share the Road” booklet and walked around to the driver’s side, and knocked on his window.
But, like all bullies, he was at heart a chicken-sh*t, and he wouldn’t open the window. So, I left the booklet under his windshield wiper. As I walked back to my bike I heard him run the wipers and I guess the book probably fell on the street. If any Tucson Police Department representatives had been around I probably would have been ticketed for something.
But the guy gave me a wider berth when he passed the second time.
–Erik Ryberg
November 16th, 2007 at 1:30 pm
Take it easy on that stuff, willya ER? We need you ALIVE! You’re lucky the creep didn’t flatten you the second time he passed (and then who would try to get TPD to give a s*** if he did?!).
Your pal,
Bicycle Mark
November 21st, 2007 at 6:24 pm
When I was younger, faster, and stupider; and living in the Chicago area where it was pretty easy to keep up with city traffic, I used to enjoy pacing assholes like this, and stand right next to them through every light for as long as I could. Out of the dozens of times I did this, not a single one had the balls to confront me, they pretty much would just stare straight ahead looking sheepish and embarrassed that I didn’t just disappear in the rear-view like they thought I would. But like Mark said, I don’t know if I’d be nearly as aggressive these days.