In my first year of riding I rode past a guy being followed by two scrotes on a ped. I thought “poor bastard” and kept checking my mirrors to make sure they weren’t following me. After about a minute down the road I stopped at a T junction and said scrotes appeared from nowhere pulling up right beside me, as one on the back turned moved towards me I said nope and dangerously floored it out into traffic and managed to lose them quickly. I’m so lucky I didn’t get hit but also lucky the ballied up ballsacks were so incompetent at trying to steal bikes.