[outlaw]

A couple of days ago, I was riding my bike on the MMP (far right as possible, as always). I was moving about 17-19 mph, when a golf cart driver behind me honked his horn a couple of times and yelled for me to slow down. I was going slightly down hill approaching an intersection where the path routes into a village behind the gate. So I just kept going, checked for traffic, and when I got through the intersection, I start to accelerate. Now, the golf cart behind me is much farther back because they don't seem to be able to go through the turns as quickly as a bike. Eventually the cart catches up with me, and in a slight uphill stretch, passes me, and yells thank you. I thought it was a little ironic that someone would honk at me and ask me to slow down so that they could pass me. That was a first.