Yesterday I was out riding in a small group. On the way home, I see a sportbike pull out in front two lanes of traffic… mere yards in front of oncoming vehicles. One of them lays on their horn.
Not a mile later, an elderly man driving an SUV pulls out in front of said sportbike, narrowly missing it. Rider rudely gestures at the driver.
What goes around, comes around, huh?
Oh, and the rider and passenger of the sportbike were wearing naught but a helmet, t-shirt, shorts, and shoes. When they wreck at 70mph (that’s a conservative estimate), they’ll pave the road with their blood and entrails, but at least their heads will be intact! That has to count for something, right?
