Monday late afternoon I was passing through the back of Heathrow in my Legacy GTB when I started to get the hurry up from a silver my01 wagon. Just the usual, pull up close behind, not too intimidating but enough to bait me into a reaction. So at the next set of lights and with a long clear dual carriage way in front I decided to impress him. Lights go green Impreza gets very small in my mirrors very quickly, overwhelmed with smugness I start to lift off when suddenly out of the corner of my eye I see something in the left hand lane, leering in through the passenger window is a madman on a bike, He is two feet away, we are doing eighty AND HE IS ON ONE WHEEL! To cap it all HE WAVES AT ME with his left hand and then leaves me for dead. If it was you in the MY01 you probably saw it coming and had a good laugh, if it was you on the bike..... you owe me a pair of clean trousers.

 

ROTFLMAO

 

WOW...

 

Cool

 

I think there's a very fine line between 'capable biker' and 'nutter'...