Maniac Cylco

Maniac Cylco

Most people will tell you that having a car is essential means of transport. An important tool for business and pleasure. Of course, where you live and what you do is an important factor. Perhaps a motor vehicle is essential for you and your way of life. Never the less living in the city There is no need for one.

For me a car is too much responsibility. To many lights and signs, traffic jams, and registration tickets, windscreen wipers and oil changes.. No Thanks.

Just strap a helmet on me, dress me in fluorescent, glow in the dark rags, give me a shot of tequila and put me on a push bike. And send me on my way. Good morning Sir, And how are you?

On your cyclo early morning adventures, you”ll come across millions of impatient metal cells crookedly lined up, waiting for the green light to release them. Fuck that, Its too submissive. Its good to have a little danger and out of control moments in the morning’s. Burn some energy and show the motorists how its done.

Motorists in the morning or at anytime for that matter, are like wasted zombies with temperature control! Indicating politely with occasional jolting outbursts of rage. You”ve got to watch them. They have been known to get violent and they are not your friend.

The cold morning air will wake you up. The frantic pace you keep gets the blood moving. The fear of colliding keeps the brain on edge. Travel fast on the downhills, through the channels of vehicles and then straight through the red lights. There’s no need to obey the same laws as the motorists. You are a different breed. You have no registration on a cyclo. No rules here. No helmet or life insurance either. It feels free and a little reckless.

But keep calm. Feel free to take it easy for a bit and enjoy the cool morning air. Try not to function entirely like an unhappy gorilla on the loose. This could give motorists the hint that us cyclists are maniac’s releasing all stockpiled doses of daily anger far too early.