My Brompton Electric brings out the very worst in me!

I love my Brompton Electric. Mine has 12x gears and often I only engage the motor when a largish hill looms ahead. I still do this occasionally to take the pressure off my right knee that has previously been an issue but more of less totally fine since - ironically - I had my Brompton Electric for a few months!

The other day, I started my ascent of Swain's Lane. A couple of lycra-clad types cycled past. I have to report that I had no intention of following in their wake, however the Terry Thomas in me was channelled and the power turned on. 

They had a considerable head start and started to slow, just as they past the East/West entrance to the cemetery and Waterflow Park. The motor kicked in and soon I was behind them. One was out of his saddle, grinding along. I passed quickly enough and said, 'morning.' The other was not far ahead and in little time I was doing and saying the same thing. 

Yes, I know that with the power off, I would not have stood much of a chance. (Typing that, I think I might have). However, the compulsion - at times - to switch the power on is considerable! I do not know if those two chaps knew I was on a Brompton Electric but I strongly suspect they did not. Was I rather naughty to have done this? Answers on a postcard. 

Until next time, stay safe out there people!