On my way home from work one evening I was supposed to be meeting Pete to go to a City game. A big dirty lánger came belting down the footpath on a mountain bike (probably stolen) and bashed straight into me, knocking me out into the busy street. (Capel St. in Dublin at 17:30)Originally Posted by Macy
I went over on my knee and it swelled up like a melon.
He was back on his bike and gone like a shot.
I missed the game which added to my pain.
As far as I know there's a law in Ireland which requires cyclists to dismount on pavements!?
At the time I wanted to buy a 4x4 and go after the yer man on his bike.
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