These have to rate as two of the silliest modes of transport ever. Outside of a congested city centre, they’re pretty useless and anyone riding one looks like a right tool.
Take this morning, for example. The usual announcement of the arrival of one of these … things – an irritating, screechy buzz like a bee trying to escape from a hotwired hairdryer. Then it comes into view, the rider looking far too big for the little toy bike he was on. Hunched up over the front like a sprint finisher in the Tour de France, he just looked like more of a prick.
It won’t go faster just because you try to make yourself more aerodynamic. It’ll go faster (accelerating at 9.8ms-2 before reaching terminal velocity) if you chuck it off a cliff and buy a proper mode of transport. If it has to have two wheels and be cheap, get a pedal cycle. If you want speed, get a motor bike. If you don’t want to end up as an emergency organ donor, get a car.
6 inches *is* fine at 40mph. It’s just not fine when your speed reduces. Rapidly.
But it’s funny watching them to squashed insect impressions on your back window with their face if you jam the anchors on.
It bugs me when the idiots think 6 inches is a suitable distance yo stay behind your cat at 40mph.
Mosh, What about when the little ******* rev the bollocks off it as they are riding it a top speed? They then release the throtle (if you can call it that) before twisting right round again.
That makes yu go faster that….
Monkeys on mangles go faster.
SFG – I think they’re just relaxing their wrist from the cramp of holding the thing at max speed. All 23mph of it.
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the “targets on their backs brigade” will no doubt be round to sort you out later – but don’t worry, as the sound of two-strokes swells to a deafening blow-dry you’ll have plenty of time to make your escape.