Riding home after an early morning brekkie with friends, i hear another rider catching up to me on the path (remember i'm not the fastest rider in the world). Anyway, i veered onto the grass to let him pass (some paths are incredibly narrow in places).
Then i hear "It's ok mate - there's no rush". He casually cruised along behind me until we got over the hill and onto a wider section of path.
It was a sharp contrast to the hooting and hollering of road rage, so i've decided to call it Path Peace.
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