What's with all this "BOO!!" business?

Don't know what it's all about but replying with an air zound would be the gentleman's response.

Sounds like a lorry's airhorn. Seriously it is deafening.

I have one but am yet to put it on my bike. THink it has also been approved for use on boats etc.

Not street legal as far as im aware, but neither are half the motors on the road these days so meh.

I've had that too - perhaps indicative of the imaginations of most brummies!

If i remember correctly it had a sticker on it saying not for use on public roads.

But its proper loud.. gonna stick it on in the morning!

So I'm not alone in this experience then! My ride between Sheldon and Moseley is often livened up by tossers leaning out of cars and roaring at me or school kids jumping in to the road for a giggle. This usually happens when I get to Acocks Green but you have to make allowances as it is Chav heaven. I did once take exception to a kid outside Arch Bishop Illsley school and dragged him in for a bollocking as my wife teaches there and I have the occasional game of squash with the head. Was very satisfying [}:)]

The Axles of Evil!

I had a lad on Moss Lane East trying to impress his lady friends by walking out as I passed, unfortunately despite the music coming from it he hadn't notice my trailer - I looked back to see him holding his foot and his trainer rolling down the road

When I had a recumbent people seemed compelled to shout things, I suppose that's what spending hours at bus stops does to you.

Martyn

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I often encounter the neds on the streets on my evening training routes. Glasgow seems to be ringed by some rough districts and it seems impossible to cycle out of the city centre without encountering the ned. Occasionally, one will attempt to kick a ball at me, but the usual routine is to play chicken with me. I have found that the only answer is to accelarate, cycle straight at them and take them on. So far, I have not hit one.

I was following another cyclist once... and as he passed a group of teanage kids one of them held their arm out and tapped him on the shoulder... not hard, but enough to make him wobble a bit.

As I passed the arm came out and I grabbed his thumb and bent it back to meet his wrist. He squealed like a baby.

On another occasion I was passed by a car and this utter brain dead in the passenger seat hung is head out and roared at me. They thought it was great fun... so they pulled of into a side street and got behind me and did it again... and again. The last time he did it he got a facefull of GT-85 for his efforts. The car pulled over ahead of me, so I got of my bike and waited for them... but they thought better of it (seeing as one of them was having trouble seeing anything) and they got back into the car and drove off.

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This usually happens when I get to <i><i>A-cocks</i></i> Green but you have to [}:)]
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<i><b>Taking the moral high ground since 1969</b></i>

It happens in London too. I often get kids run out into Jamaica road, I can normally see that they are going to do it ages before I get to them and just move out into the middle of the road.

It is sort of tempting to just crash straight into them though.

I cycle through Beaconsfield which has a large girls school (not sure where the small ones go) just off the main road. Last year I had three incidents in one ride home with the little St Trinians' brats giving me grief. I e-mailed their head mistress and for the next six months the streets have been clear of school girls. Don't know what she said to them but it works fine for me.

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Vultures circling high in a clear blue sky - must be a traffic jam near by.

I've had this happen a couple of times too...

Once from a ned-mobile as I was cycling past the Scottish Parliament, the car swerved close to me and the passanger leaned out and yelled "boo!" about 30 centimetres from my right ear.

It frightened the carp out of me, but adrenaline is a wonderful thing. It enabled me to put on such a turn of speed that I caught up with the nedmobile a few hundred metres on. They didn't see me coming, and it was with the most satisfaction that I've EVER had in my life that I leaned in the window and shouted "Boo yourself, you c**t".

I laughed so hard at his expression I nearly fell off. Fresh trousers required all round [^]