I saw it again, tonight, coming over the Greenhithe motorway.
Came on and saw, about a click ahead, a dude on a bike. He was pootling at lawful speed. I hove up to within half a click and he went a bit faster.
By the bottom of the bridge the traffic had come to a near standstill. He started lane-splitting. So did I.
Then I turned left an used the wide open stuff. Suddenly, he was behind but came into my track and followed.
We got to the next left-hander, with a wide strip in the middle. I saw him come. He passed. Like he 'had' to pass.
Funny old thing, biker ego and being passed.



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I had my L plate on, wen i saw him, i indicated left to merge into the trafic and let him pass, but he cudn't wait (musta been busting for the loo or something) and clipped my mirror in passing! I got such a fright i turned my handlebars sharply out of the way and (especially since it was wet) my bike and i went for a slide along the motorway! I got a nice scar on my hip and my bike is scratched up. Bastard didn't even stop (he shuda seen me come off if he looked in his mirror after he clipped me).

Xactly,i recall whilst having a chunder in a gorse bush you guys going passed me on the other side of the hill going to Woodstock.

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