In reply to Chris Harris:
> This happened to me this morning, and has happened several times before.
> It leaves me mystified every time.
> Cycling along, I passed a random cyclist who was pootling gently along at low speed minding their own business. I was probably doing twice the speed they were.
> They showed no sign of speeding up/trying to get onto my tail or anything like that.
> A bit further up the road I came to a halt at a red light (yes, I stop for them) at the front edge of the "Bike box" painted on the road.
> A short while later, the aforementioned cyclist appeared at the junction, rode around me & came to a halt directly in front of me. When the lights went green, they set off gently on their way, so I had to ride round them again.
> The concept of stopping behind me as they were:
> a: second to arrive
> b: clearly slower
> had apparently never entered their mind.
> Anyone care to tell me what's going on in their heads? "Very little", I suspect.
It's not unique to cyclists.
Have you ever been stuck behind a car on a motorway hogging the outside lane at 70 when the middle lane is clear?
And then, when they finally decide to pull over to the middle lane - usually after several minutes of flashing them - they then accelerate to 80.