This afternoon, as I was cycling towards the rear of a sign, I felt a strange desire to see what was on the front of it. No problem, right? Cycle past it, look back, et voila.
…thing is though, once I was past the sign, I got confused as to which hobby I was indulging in, motoring versus cycling.
For the record, bicycles do not come equipped with rear-view mirrors.
Fark, I still feel stupid.