He could have them loaded onto a USB stick and delivered by a mate. Or onto a MicroSD and delivered by carrier pigeon. Or recorded onto tape and driven in by express courier from the next city over. After all, don't underestimate the bandwidth of a station wagon full of tape drives hurtling down the highway.
Echt waar? Fietsen waar het stuur en beide wielvorken zo vervloekt zijn? Nah, deze fiets is een simulacrum van hoe een fiets er ongeveer uit zou moeten zien.
For the others:Really? Bicycles where the handlebars and both wheel forks are this cursed? Nah, this is a simulacrum of what a bicycle should approximately look like.
Late one night before the tavern keeper shut his door,A wobbly gentleman came in, his footing was unsure.Moustachioed and handsome, and his clothing touched the floor.He was no man at all, he was three kobolds in a trenchcoat
Anecdotal evidence is merely evidence of an anecdote.
Just because those people are decent (or maybe seem decent when they're around you) does not mean that assholes do not exist.
The point still stands that MAMILs cycle in spite of infrastructure, not thanks to. This is not the case in the vid, but probably is the case for the above commenter.
Would you be comfortable sharing the lane with things that outweigh and outrun you by two orders of magnitude, where a forgettable bump for them would probably be your death, and where at best there's a chance they might not notice or see you in a decent frame of time, at worst they'll actively try to hurt you. I'd hate to cycle in such an environment.
Vehicular Cycling is the Dark Souls of cycling. Dutch cycling, or Practical Cycling as I'd prefer to call it, is more the Animal Crossing of cycling.
Vehicular Cyclists, or Middle-Aged Men In Lycra, or MAMILs, will set that standard.
These aren't MAMILs. These are people who just want to use the most convenient way of getting around in a place where cycling is considered a valid answer to that question.
He could have them loaded onto a USB stick and delivered by a mate. Or onto a MicroSD and delivered by carrier pigeon. Or recorded onto tape and driven in by express courier from the next city over. After all, don't underestimate the bandwidth of a station wagon full of tape drives hurtling down the highway.