Uninvited dude drafting me, silently, in the dark…with attitude!
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Headed home 6:30ish tonight up the Custis Trail, near Italian Store, I’m making good speed up the hill, passing others and lit up appropriately (yes, averting headlight to oncomers). I spy a flashing handle bar light closing in on me from a ways off. I keep tabs on him and lose sight of him in the interspersed overhead lighting. Cruising through a darker spot, I look again and am stunned to see his face filled up my helmet-mounted mirror. He’s right on my back tire, in the dark, without word or warning. He’s not passing, he’s not a foot or two back, he’s literally drafting me with overlaped tires.
Given I’m moving fast and there is plenty of room to pass, I’m confused at first, thinking maybe he’s afraid to pass in the dark and he came up on me too quickly? So I slow slightly (I’m already on the far right) and he slows too, still right on top of me. So I say, “feel free to pass’ and he says “that’s ok.” At that point, I change my tone and make clear, “pass or pull back, but get off my tire.” I slow more (I’m about to get off the trail at Spout Run) and he — clearly out of breath – huffs/puffs past me muttering something unintelligible that sounded like he was somehow miffed at me for not playing along.
Had I not had a mirror and not been looking hard to see where he went, a slight drift left or quick brake and we’d both of had a rough time of it tumbling to the pavement.
If you are him and reading this – what the hell were you thinking?
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