10-01-2015, 04:43 PM
*rant mode on*
Venting here.....
So I was driving along today and came to three way T-bone stop sign at the top of a steep hill(think San Fran steep) on a two lane 35mph road. No big deal. It's a road I know well. It's one of those stops where you are stopped with the bike facing up the hill.
I stopped at the sign, signaled left and just as I was about to turn left, a guy(moron) on a Superglide came flying up behind me, passed to my right side, slowed through the stop sign, then jammed on the gas and pulled a left in front of me just as I was starting to turn left. I slammed on the brakes to avoid hitting him and he took off.
With me facing up the hill and hitting the brakes in the middle of a left turn, I was at an odd angle and the bike started tipping over back down the hill. I had to fight to keep the bike upright and in doing so, I tweaked my left wrist. Even with me at 230 pounds, 540 pounds of bike leaning on an extreme hill is not fun to wrestle with.
I got the bike righted and went to catch up with the guy to let him know he had no business being anywhere near a bike. I also thought about pleading with him to never breed.
I almost caught up to him at the next stop sign, but he blew through that one as well. So I let out a very loud profanity in his direction that I'm 100% he heard as he took off towards the next bend. Around the bend, at the next light, he was on the shoulder waiting for me. He told me to keep my F-ing comments to myself. He also said something else, but it unintelligible as if his little brain was shorting out. Meth?
I told him he cut me off and that he was an incompetent hack.....I think I added some fancy French words due to adrenalin. The guy started yelling, calling me a b*tch and then started threatening me. He started to put the kickstand down and motioned, "let's go." I thought, this guy is crazy. He almost caused an accident, blew through 2 stop signs and now wants to fight me over his little brain not being able to process being called out?? So I figured his arrogance was not worth it, drove off and sent some more fancy French words in his direction. He then followed me trying to start a fight for the next 3 intersections!!! I told him off several times at each of his provocations and then motioned for him to go away. How does someone go through life with the sensibilities of a cucumber? I thankfully got away from him. The 1100 does have some seriously awesome torque!
I normally do not lose my cool, drive recklessly or go after people, but this guy was a real danger and needed to be called out in my opinion. A driver almost killed me 10 years ago when he pulled a dangerous left in front of me in an Econoline. I T-boned the van and spent almost 6 months in physical therapy with various injuries and a lawsuit.(I won) I think memories from that experience might have caused me to lose my cool. I probably should have just let it go, but I was steaming mad.
I also might have to go see a doctor about my wrist which was caused by that rider's recklessness. I work with my hands for a living and I'm thinking about reporting him to the police.
Should I report him or let it go? I have a funny feeling he's no stranger to free rides in the back of a cop car. But maybe the local precinct should be at least warned about him? These are the riders that make the rest of us look bad. He has the absolute two worst qualities of a bad biker: Incompetent & reckless.
I do think, that in the future, unless it's life and death, I'm going to let those things go from now on. To quote the great philosopher Danny Glover in Lethal Weapon: "I'm gettin' too old for this sh*t."
Thanks for reading if you got this far.
*rant off*
Venting here.....
So I was driving along today and came to three way T-bone stop sign at the top of a steep hill(think San Fran steep) on a two lane 35mph road. No big deal. It's a road I know well. It's one of those stops where you are stopped with the bike facing up the hill.
I stopped at the sign, signaled left and just as I was about to turn left, a guy(moron) on a Superglide came flying up behind me, passed to my right side, slowed through the stop sign, then jammed on the gas and pulled a left in front of me just as I was starting to turn left. I slammed on the brakes to avoid hitting him and he took off.
With me facing up the hill and hitting the brakes in the middle of a left turn, I was at an odd angle and the bike started tipping over back down the hill. I had to fight to keep the bike upright and in doing so, I tweaked my left wrist. Even with me at 230 pounds, 540 pounds of bike leaning on an extreme hill is not fun to wrestle with.
I got the bike righted and went to catch up with the guy to let him know he had no business being anywhere near a bike. I also thought about pleading with him to never breed.
I almost caught up to him at the next stop sign, but he blew through that one as well. So I let out a very loud profanity in his direction that I'm 100% he heard as he took off towards the next bend. Around the bend, at the next light, he was on the shoulder waiting for me. He told me to keep my F-ing comments to myself. He also said something else, but it unintelligible as if his little brain was shorting out. Meth?
I told him he cut me off and that he was an incompetent hack.....I think I added some fancy French words due to adrenalin. The guy started yelling, calling me a b*tch and then started threatening me. He started to put the kickstand down and motioned, "let's go." I thought, this guy is crazy. He almost caused an accident, blew through 2 stop signs and now wants to fight me over his little brain not being able to process being called out?? So I figured his arrogance was not worth it, drove off and sent some more fancy French words in his direction. He then followed me trying to start a fight for the next 3 intersections!!! I told him off several times at each of his provocations and then motioned for him to go away. How does someone go through life with the sensibilities of a cucumber? I thankfully got away from him. The 1100 does have some seriously awesome torque!
I normally do not lose my cool, drive recklessly or go after people, but this guy was a real danger and needed to be called out in my opinion. A driver almost killed me 10 years ago when he pulled a dangerous left in front of me in an Econoline. I T-boned the van and spent almost 6 months in physical therapy with various injuries and a lawsuit.(I won) I think memories from that experience might have caused me to lose my cool. I probably should have just let it go, but I was steaming mad.
I also might have to go see a doctor about my wrist which was caused by that rider's recklessness. I work with my hands for a living and I'm thinking about reporting him to the police.
Should I report him or let it go? I have a funny feeling he's no stranger to free rides in the back of a cop car. But maybe the local precinct should be at least warned about him? These are the riders that make the rest of us look bad. He has the absolute two worst qualities of a bad biker: Incompetent & reckless.
I do think, that in the future, unless it's life and death, I'm going to let those things go from now on. To quote the great philosopher Danny Glover in Lethal Weapon: "I'm gettin' too old for this sh*t."
Thanks for reading if you got this far.
*rant off*