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And then, iconically: "Do you know who I am? Do you know who I am? Do you know who I am? Ronnie Pickering. Ronnie Pickering. RONNIE PICKERING." And then the biker goes: "Who the fuck's that?" And Ronnie Pickering pushes against his own seatbelt in a way that actually makes him go backwards in his seat, and jams one fat thumb at his own chest, and goes: "Yeah – me."Ronnie Pickering, Ronnie Pickering, RONNIE PICKERING. Take your "Bond, James Bond" and tonk it in the Humber. That's how I introduce myself now, and it's how you should, too. Car window wound down just enough to scream through but not enough for a clear swing of a punch. Rain dappled just enough to distort how pink you're going in the face. Engine revving, Hollister zip-up. Ronnie Pickering. And your heart beats faster, and adrenaline floods your veins. Ronnie Pickering. And you rev your Picasso, and jolt your thumb backwards towards the ghost of some minor traffic altercation. RONNIE PICKERING. And you're screaming now, and puce, but they know who you are, at least. They know all about you.From VICE Sports: The Glamour of Motorsport Marshalling
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The curious sincere anger of the middle-aged British male. What's Ronnie angry about, do you think? Because I can bet it's not the biker.Is it because he saw Steve Bruce in a curry shop, but when he got closer it wasn't Steve Bruce, it was just some woman with a block of cement for a head, but he'd already said a cheery "Steve!" and got his Kodak out, so he had to take the photo?Is it because he's blocked up the toilets at work and he's blocked up the one at home and he had fucking four goes on the carvery at lunch and he needs to drop this shit off somewhere or he will die?Or is it the realisation that he's a broad man in a ten-year-old Picasso, driving around Hull pulling up bikers for non-existent motoring infractions, and that threatening to go bareknuckle is the nearest he can get to feeling like a man again, alive again; to proving that Ronnie Pickering had hopes once, and dreams, and now he's trawling through the rain hoping for it all to end?From NOISEY: Rise Craig David, Your Time Is Now
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