Why the hell are cagers such stupid idiots..
Last night, on my way to church, heading over the Boundary Road bridge (Hamilton), get to the roundabout (eastern side of the river), get halfway through it, and some stupid red mazda 323 hatchback (or something like that) drives straight in front of me..
hit the brakes, rear locks, and slides out a bit.. my left hand, which forgets about the clutch, subconciously finds the horn, which when I came to a stop, half a metre from the car, was still firmly holding the horn down..
I then take my thumb of the horn, my hand just lifts off the left handlebar, and my middle finger just stares blatently at the dolt sitting in the now-stationary red cage..
He then just drives off, without a word of apology.. I then start up my bike again, and finish my ride..
I was wearing my QUASiMOTO t-shirt last night, which I think had something to do with me not hitting the car.. Thanks Quasi![]()
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