I was trying to find someone else's thread to post this in, as I didn't think it warranted starting a thread of its own , but never mind...
I was not feeling the best this morning (late night fixing a burst pipe in the ceiling above Dave's bed - the fourth leak in the last few months!), getting over a head cold and possible mild concussion, so I was taking it very easy going to work. No speeding, only minor wheelies, that sort of thing. Plus there seeemd to be an abnormally large number of Monday Morning Morons. No point in pushing my luck, tempting fate with the evilly vindictivbe biker gods, that sort of thing.
Nearly at work, I pull up to a stop sign to turn left, and the F&*$wit in the car behind me runs into the back of me! So of course, I just laugh, shake my head, give him a wave... NOT!!
I yelled (to myself, inside my helmet) "WTF??! You fuckin dickhead?!?"and flicked down the side stand to check out the damage and inflict some on the car driver. (I was not happy, to put it mildly).
My right muffler is parked right through the remains of his left indicator, and apart from a bit of paint on my tyre and the muffler end, there's no signs of damage to my bike. Thank goodness for those stupidly over-engineered Sankei mufflers! If they'd been aftermarket ones, it would have been rooted for sure. So, while the car driver's parking his car to have a chat, I climbed back on the seat, clicked it into gear, and took off. I figured the damage to his car (headlight(?), bumper(?) and a totally trashed indicator) was possibly sufficient disincentive to stop him following so closely and treating stop signs as "Slow down" signs.
I hope.... but then again, he is a D'Auckland car driver.![]()
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