Wellington St #3
Date: 4th October 2006
Time: 8:35am
Place: Cnr Wellington St and Johnston St, Collingwood
Car: Early 90s Volvo, Red.
Driver: Female, Mid-Late 20s.
Reaction: Extreme verbal retaliation.
Tard Rating: 10/10
After the lights changed, I started to peddle across the intersection - the delay between one way getting a red light, and the other getting a green is on average around 3 seconds, and I think it's generally more at this intersection because it's usually pretty busy - I looked up briefly to check that the intersection was clear, cars were stopped on either side, so all was good in the world. Unfortunately it's hard to see up the eastbound land from where I was sitting because there's a shop in the way.
As I reached the middle of the east bound lane, I hear an almighty screech of brakes, and turn around to see a Volvo coming to rest about 3 feet from my legs. Probably the scariest close call I've had to date, so I figure this driver deserves a bit of a spray.
I stop and let fly with what surely has to be a Guinness World Record for the most amount of "fucks" in a sentence ever used on a stationary bicycle. Then she has the gall to start yelling at me for going through a green light some 4-5 seconds after she was supposed to stop at a red light.
Big thanks to the girl cyclist behind me who also gave her a spray for being a stupid, ignorant tardass.
Time: 8:35am
Place: Cnr Wellington St and Johnston St, Collingwood
Car: Early 90s Volvo, Red.
Driver: Female, Mid-Late 20s.
Reaction: Extreme verbal retaliation.
Tard Rating: 10/10
After the lights changed, I started to peddle across the intersection - the delay between one way getting a red light, and the other getting a green is on average around 3 seconds, and I think it's generally more at this intersection because it's usually pretty busy - I looked up briefly to check that the intersection was clear, cars were stopped on either side, so all was good in the world. Unfortunately it's hard to see up the eastbound land from where I was sitting because there's a shop in the way.
As I reached the middle of the east bound lane, I hear an almighty screech of brakes, and turn around to see a Volvo coming to rest about 3 feet from my legs. Probably the scariest close call I've had to date, so I figure this driver deserves a bit of a spray.
I stop and let fly with what surely has to be a Guinness World Record for the most amount of "fucks" in a sentence ever used on a stationary bicycle. Then she has the gall to start yelling at me for going through a green light some 4-5 seconds after she was supposed to stop at a red light.
Big thanks to the girl cyclist behind me who also gave her a spray for being a stupid, ignorant tardass.
