hppants
Well-known member
While I'm generally a "Man Of Science", sometimes I just can't argue with faith, luck, hoo doo, voo doo, destiny, or anything else that empirical data can't prove or disprove. Yesterday, it must have been something in the "supermoon".
After lunch, I decided to take a short ride. Right out of the gate, it seemed like EVERYONE was out to kill me. Lane swevers, panic stoppers, side street creepers that I'm not sure see me, tailgaters, kids in a Nissan 350Z that wanted to see "what I got" (OK -that one was kind of fun), on coming turn in front of me'ers, approachers from behind at a stoplight coming way too fast - even a knucklehead in a parking lot that decided to reverse toward me (I need a louder horn - maybe one from a friggin SEMI-TRUCK!!!).
After about 50 miles, I decided I wasn't having much fun and went home.
Ya every have that ... feeling?
After lunch, I decided to take a short ride. Right out of the gate, it seemed like EVERYONE was out to kill me. Lane swevers, panic stoppers, side street creepers that I'm not sure see me, tailgaters, kids in a Nissan 350Z that wanted to see "what I got" (OK -that one was kind of fun), on coming turn in front of me'ers, approachers from behind at a stoplight coming way too fast - even a knucklehead in a parking lot that decided to reverse toward me (I need a louder horn - maybe one from a friggin SEMI-TRUCK!!!).
After about 50 miles, I decided I wasn't having much fun and went home.
Ya every have that ... feeling?