Reply #35: The worst ones are the ones who think they're Lance Armstrong.

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$3,000 bikes, flashy spandex shorts and shirt, riding shoes, etc.

I had a similar situation just the other day.

Traffic on the road I was driving on was doing around 35-40 mph. I had a clear shot going through a green light (meaning no vehicle in front of me and about 200' from an intersection).

There's a pedestrian crossing at this intersection and just as I'm approaching it, a smallish group of the aforementioned Lance Armstrong wanna-bs,(about 4-5) starts riding into the crosswalk against the light.

They were pedaling at a fairly moderate clip on the sidewalk as they were approaching the intersection. I was probably about 50' when I spotted the lead bicyclist blow through the intersection.

I braked to slow down and missed the lead ass by a few feet. There was enough distance between the lead guy and his friends pedaling behind him that they were able to stop before I plowed into them. I could see the look of hesitation on their faces as if they wisely decided not to keep up with their buddy.

Of course they felt as if they were still in the right and proceeded to give me thing finger and curse at me because I had the audacity to interrupt their bicycling experience.