Okies, and Awaaaaay We Go. *Frowns* Hel, a 5 Hp Vespa will get ya killed if you Dress for Death. Case in Point, Heading home from work today, loafing along in the left lane of the Diagonal at 70, suddenly me and the cars behind me are passed on (hadda be 100+mph) the left _shoulder_ by a Sport Bike with the rider clad in the customary shorts, shirt and tennis shoes, no gear of any kind. Well, irony of ironies, the next light caught this fine specimen of motorcyclist. I pull up, flip the visor and thank him for that retarded display of stupidity. In my other ear, I can hear the cagers around me cussing him. He says nothing, doesn't look at me and makes a great show of studying the Bike's tires as I'm struck by the fact that he's no kid, has to be my age or older with grey in the sideburns. Light changes and I swear to God, the Bike and rider were outta sight around the next curve, dodgin' and darting around swerving traffic before I'm in 2rd gear on the Drifter. I was so in the mood for crude that I didn't even notice what kind of Bike he was riding except that it was Kawasaki green with a temp tag on it. I was gonna have the dips**t arrested but couldn't make out the scrawl on it, he was gone that fast. I dunno, I just dunno. *shakes head* Maybe the survey guys have got something there.
Painless Black Wolf
...Here for the Dawn...
2005 Drifter 800
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