**Note - No abbreviations have been used in this post, (bar one) to make no mistake. The POI is to take each word literally.** Heading North along the Old Pacific Highway (very Southern end) yesterday afternoon, around 3:30pm I was greeted by a southbound Fukcwit who decided it was ok to overtake a slower rider on a semi-blind corner and take almost half of my lane. This "rider" in his (what appeared to be brand new) dark blue Berrick jacket, as cool as he thought he was, could have ruined the life of not only me, but my wife and two very young kids. (and that is where my anger stems) All for what? Because he couldn't control his testosterone and wait until a straight to overtake a slower bike? Or at the very least a sweeper that was coming up. (which tells me he doesn't know the road too well). You mate, are a fukcing joke of a rider. I have no respect what so ever for pr1cks like you. That shows me you have no true riding ability at all. Or, you can't hold your wad. On a ride recently, I tried to wave a rider past. The rider later told me that no matter what, he never passes on corners. (even though i know that he's more than capable. He could have taken me anytime he wanted). That attitude and etiquette commands respect. (G - Blue R6). Not the dog sh1t you pulled today. Funny thing about the Old Road, we're all regulars.