This is too true to be funny. If I had a dime for every time someone inside a vehicle, surrounded by a ton or so of metal complete with entertainment system, air conditioning, power anything you could think of, a suspension/shock absorber system, and (most importantly) steel-belted radial tires impervious to damn near anything tried to tell me to "use the bike lane" – which was maybe a three-foot strip of potholed, glass-flecked and debris-strewn pavement along the curb, maybe marked off with a faded strip of paint which was more often than not occupied by a row of parked cars – I'd be a very, very wealthy man today.
This is too true to be funny. If I had a dime for every time someone inside a vehicle, surrounded by a ton or so of metal complete with entertainment system, air conditioning, power anything you could think of, a suspension/shock absorber system, and (most importantly) steel-belted radial tires impervious to damn near anything tried to tell me to "use the bike lane" – which was maybe a three-foot strip of potholed, glass-flecked and debris-strewn pavement along the curb, maybe marked off with a faded strip of paint which was more often than not occupied by a row of parked cars – I'd be a very, very wealthy man today.
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Everything BB said, plus the bike lane is likely to abruptly end for no discernible reason. I seldom use them.
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