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>Go out for ride
>Trying out a new route
>Scouting via google maps looks good
>Everything going great
>Get to unfamilar part of town
>Signs saying traffic pattern change and construction ahead
>Already know I'm about to be in some shit
>In shit I was
>No bike lane
>Bumper to bumper traffic for what seems like miles
>3 lanes of traffic really close together
>Decide to lane split instead of getting on the sidewalk like a cuck
>Road is fucking covered in reflectors
>Jumping between two lanes, trying to dodge all these fucking reflectors, praying to god nobody decided to jump over (traffic was heavy they wouldn't have been able to anyway)
>Traffic so close in some spots I have to maneuver super tight as to not clip someones mirror
>Pass by cop
>There's nothing he can even fucking do
>Finally make it out of the traffic
>Rest of ride goes off with out a hitch
Fucking hell bros maneuvering through that traffic was probably one of the scariest things I've ever done. By the time I realized just how bad it was there was no way out. There wasn't even any real reason for it to be so backed up either.
