Stefan Mikes
Gravel e-biker
- Region
- Europe
- City
- Mazovia, PL
I need to vent my frustration.
I was riding my Speed Vado over long and wide westward exit road of Warsaw. The traffic was minimal, as new freeways and expressways have attracted most of the traffic. Suddenly, a loud horn sounded behind my back. It was an ugly big truck. The driver leaned out of his side window and roared:
-- Out to the bike path, you bastard! -- We both had to stop under the red light.
-- Get off your truck, man! -- I shouted back. And he got off. I pointed at the number plate of my "moped" and remarked:
-- It is a moped. I am not allowed to ride bike paths with it!
-- OUT TO THE BIKE PATH, YOU...!!!
-- So you want motorcycles to ride bike paths too?
-- OUT TO THE BIKE PATH!!!
-- Get out, or I call the police, you...!!! -- I yelled.
He hooted at me again when he was overtaking me at very tight clearance.
The guy was sick with his hatred towards cyclists.
I was riding my Speed Vado over long and wide westward exit road of Warsaw. The traffic was minimal, as new freeways and expressways have attracted most of the traffic. Suddenly, a loud horn sounded behind my back. It was an ugly big truck. The driver leaned out of his side window and roared:
-- Out to the bike path, you bastard! -- We both had to stop under the red light.
-- Get off your truck, man! -- I shouted back. And he got off. I pointed at the number plate of my "moped" and remarked:
-- It is a moped. I am not allowed to ride bike paths with it!
-- OUT TO THE BIKE PATH, YOU...!!!
-- So you want motorcycles to ride bike paths too?
-- OUT TO THE BIKE PATH!!!
-- Get out, or I call the police, you...!!! -- I yelled.
He hooted at me again when he was overtaking me at very tight clearance.
The guy was sick with his hatred towards cyclists.