I knocked off at early 4.30 cos it was a nice day and I'd had enough of the air conditioning going hot and cold all day. Thought I'd stop off on the Pitony fore-shore and fly my kite for a spell, and unwind...
Northbound on 1 out of Welly just past Aotea on-ramp and i'm in the outside lane passing a semi truck and trailer doing about 110. Just cruisin. Traffics moving nicely...FECK! Looked in my rear view and theres a red WRX right on my tail. I mean RIGHT on my tail. Must have been just a couple of feet distance. FECK THAT! I goose the throttle a bit, an pull over in front of the truck to let the moron past.
Okay, i'm gaining on the car in front now, I look behind and the red WRX still hasn't made any effort to get past, so I think, okay, stay or go? Indicator on, check rear vision, look over shoulder and the WRX is still 20 meters behind. Sweet. Go...
Pulled into the outside lane to go around nana in front, and I almost had a freaking heart attack!! The nutter in the WRX went screaming past me on the outside between me and the median barrier. Bear in mind that I was practically in the centre of the lane when he went past. How he got past without taking me out, I'll never understand...
It was worse than it sounds i'm sure, but I kicked the GOOF in the guts to get his rego so I could send some mates around to "talk" to him, when the feckin ijit cut across three lanes at 150+ to go up the Ngaio gorge, cutting off one car and locking up his wheels trying not rear end another one. Obviously stoned. Makes me wonder why I ride a bike with nutters like that allowed to drive...
Anyhoo, breathing back to normal, heart rate just a little over 200pm, I flew me kite, relaxed a little, got some fresh air in the lungs and headed home for some kai. Doing 55+ along the esplanade, traffic moving nicely, when a yellow ducati with 46? 47? painted on the fairings goes hurtling past.Respect to all riders here, but some just don't know the difference between a race track and the public thoroughfare.
I'm sure he had a valid excuse for travelling at 90 past a line of traffic doing 5 over the legal limit, but its maroons like this that give the rest of us bad rep. Caught a glimpse of him (could be a her as its regularly parked outside a hair-dressers in Wainui) passing traffic on the wrong side of the double yellows over the bridge...
Well, no, it aint over yet. Heading around past the Shell on the corner of Hutt Park Rd, I can see the car parked, waiting, looking directly at me, at the exit of the garage and lo, the dumb-ass decides that they've sat there long enough, now its time to pull out. In front of me.![]()
OK, I knew it was going to happen, and I had prepared myself for the eventuality, but shit! C'mon! If youre going to pull out in front of me then at least get moving for chrissakes.This clown practically stopped.
The guys at the garage must have been laughing their asses off cos i lost it at that stage and begun yelling multitudes of obscenities at the cruel way fate decided to send out armies of drongos and put them in my path on such a lovely day...
Thats my bleat. Goodnight
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