Niehart
Pie Smuggler
Tuesday I was ridding on a 45 mile per hour speed limit county back road. Beautiful day, sunny and high 70's and not much farm traffic. I was going my usual 10 over in the straights and faster in the corners.
I saw a tractor pulling a hay bailer and pickup following with flashing lights ahead of me turning left off of the road, so I slowed down. Not a big deal and lots of room. But when I looked in my mirror, here comes Mr. ***** at 100+ miles per hour. If I had not seen him in my mirror it would have been bad. Mr. ***** had about 3 feet of room to go between me [almost in the ditch] and the left turning tractor/pickup. And he never slowed down.
On the next corner he just missed a DOT worker who was installing a sign post. The worked jumped behind his pickup to get out of the way. In this case maybe loud pipes did save a life.
I'm a old ******* but pretty liberal. Ride with fast guys, sports bike, Harley's, hell, I even like Don Carver. But this guy just pissed me off. Mr. ***** has more money than brains and sure does not help with the public's perception of bikes.
So here is my dilemma, when Robert Dean Marshall passed me I noticed something black fly off the bike or his body. So I went back and picked up his wallet. Drivers License, Visa Card, Chase Debit Card, Snoqualmie Casino [must work there] health card, Costco Card, SAS Towing Card and a local traffic lawyer's card.
My options are:
1) Track his funky butt down, give him a serious damn liver lecture [always call them liver lecture's because that's what my dad use to give me when I was drinking) and then give him the wallet back.
2) Call DOT, I saw the worker call the incident in, and give them then wallet.
3) Throw the wallet in my shredder and get on with my life.
4) Mail the wallet to the casino where he works
My personal favorite is #3!
What say you forumites?
PS: Damn it, there was no cash in the wallet.
I saw a tractor pulling a hay bailer and pickup following with flashing lights ahead of me turning left off of the road, so I slowed down. Not a big deal and lots of room. But when I looked in my mirror, here comes Mr. ***** at 100+ miles per hour. If I had not seen him in my mirror it would have been bad. Mr. ***** had about 3 feet of room to go between me [almost in the ditch] and the left turning tractor/pickup. And he never slowed down.
On the next corner he just missed a DOT worker who was installing a sign post. The worked jumped behind his pickup to get out of the way. In this case maybe loud pipes did save a life.
I'm a old ******* but pretty liberal. Ride with fast guys, sports bike, Harley's, hell, I even like Don Carver. But this guy just pissed me off. Mr. ***** has more money than brains and sure does not help with the public's perception of bikes.
So here is my dilemma, when Robert Dean Marshall passed me I noticed something black fly off the bike or his body. So I went back and picked up his wallet. Drivers License, Visa Card, Chase Debit Card, Snoqualmie Casino [must work there] health card, Costco Card, SAS Towing Card and a local traffic lawyer's card.
My options are:
1) Track his funky butt down, give him a serious damn liver lecture [always call them liver lecture's because that's what my dad use to give me when I was drinking) and then give him the wallet back.
2) Call DOT, I saw the worker call the incident in, and give them then wallet.
3) Throw the wallet in my shredder and get on with my life.
4) Mail the wallet to the casino where he works
My personal favorite is #3!
What say you forumites?
PS: Damn it, there was no cash in the wallet.