Toecutter
What would DoG do?
OK, my tolerance for sitting idly by while my fellow M/C enthusiasts drop like flies has reached critical mass. As I write this, a news story just posted that a Fresno PD motor officer lies in critical condition at a local hospital from a collision with a cage that failed to yield for him while in pursuit of another vehicle.
[SIZE=24pt]THEY'RE TRYING TO ******* KILL YOU!!! [/SIZE]ACT ACCORDINGLY!!!
[SIZE=18pt]STOP GETTING HIT AND BEING "VICTIMS" OF ******* IDIOT CAGERS!!![/SIZE]
I may end up eating a fat Kobayashi serving of crow someday (and if I survive, I will NOT be getting back on a motorcycle), but until then I will continue to firmly believe that I have control over my own chosen form of transportation, whether it's a 50,000 pound fire truck or a 20 pound bicycle.
If I actually believed that I have a high likelihood of auguring into the next vehicle that pulls into my path, I would sell my bike and never leave the house without my trusty Toyota Land Crusher, replete with solid steel ARB Kangaroo guard.
Outside of Star Trek, vehicles don't come from "out of nowhere". They always come from "somewhere". That "somewhere" is where you need to be watching, at all times! And be expecting the idiot to take his shot. Don't count on another vehicle to do anything to keep you from hitting it. Your luck WILL run out.
[SIZE=18pt]YOU ARE IN A DELICATE BUBBLE IN A WORLD FULL OF NEEDLES!!![/SIZE]
Every time you start putting on whatever gear you wear to ride that bubble, get your mind right. Much like our old friend Snoopy, "Here's the World War One fighting ace, climbing into his trusty Sopwith Camel". Except ours ain't no Sopwith Camel. It's a high-tech machine, engineered to perform more than well enough to return you safely from every mission.
It's gut check time! Maybe you don't have the skill set and reactions necessary to be a fighter ace. Many people shouldn't even be driving cars. Just because you own a bike, doesn't mean you know how to ride.
Now go take a long look into the nearest mirror, and ask yourself- Am I an ace, or do I just run on luck? If you've already crashed on multiple occasions, it's probably the latter.
Dogpile this :****:
[SIZE=24pt]THEY'RE TRYING TO ******* KILL YOU!!! [/SIZE]ACT ACCORDINGLY!!!
[SIZE=18pt]STOP GETTING HIT AND BEING "VICTIMS" OF ******* IDIOT CAGERS!!![/SIZE]
I may end up eating a fat Kobayashi serving of crow someday (and if I survive, I will NOT be getting back on a motorcycle), but until then I will continue to firmly believe that I have control over my own chosen form of transportation, whether it's a 50,000 pound fire truck or a 20 pound bicycle.
If I actually believed that I have a high likelihood of auguring into the next vehicle that pulls into my path, I would sell my bike and never leave the house without my trusty Toyota Land Crusher, replete with solid steel ARB Kangaroo guard.
Outside of Star Trek, vehicles don't come from "out of nowhere". They always come from "somewhere". That "somewhere" is where you need to be watching, at all times! And be expecting the idiot to take his shot. Don't count on another vehicle to do anything to keep you from hitting it. Your luck WILL run out.
[SIZE=18pt]YOU ARE IN A DELICATE BUBBLE IN A WORLD FULL OF NEEDLES!!![/SIZE]
Every time you start putting on whatever gear you wear to ride that bubble, get your mind right. Much like our old friend Snoopy, "Here's the World War One fighting ace, climbing into his trusty Sopwith Camel". Except ours ain't no Sopwith Camel. It's a high-tech machine, engineered to perform more than well enough to return you safely from every mission.
It's gut check time! Maybe you don't have the skill set and reactions necessary to be a fighter ace. Many people shouldn't even be driving cars. Just because you own a bike, doesn't mean you know how to ride.
Now go take a long look into the nearest mirror, and ask yourself- Am I an ace, or do I just run on luck? If you've already crashed on multiple occasions, it's probably the latter.
Dogpile this :****: