... and I couldn’t trust my eyes

[j3gq_imp]

Near Salzburg in Austria, 2 or 3 days ago, and I am passed by a m/c...
on a motorway covered in snow, the tarmac underneath frozen from the night before ( down to about 1 or 2 Fahrenheit ), in blistering cold wind, trucks everywhere, and my wipers having a hard time to clear the windshield. I must have been driving at about 55 mph, the m/c crossing lanes and splitting lanes at about 75. Gee, I could trust my senses. Was I dreaming? No, this ghost rider was for real.

[the Ferret]

Before anybody says anything, I havent been in Austria in a decade

[mvk24_imp]

Before anybody says anything, I havent been in Austria in a decade

This is one of the best comments I've read all month.

2014 CB1100, 1981 KZ440 LTD, 1993 Yamaha XJ600 Seca, 1994 Yamaha XJ600 Seca

[peterbaron]

Near Salzburg in Austria, 2 or 3 days ago, and I am passed by a m/c...
on a motorway covered in snow, the tarmac underneath frozen from the night before ( down to about 1 or 2 Fahrenheit ), in blistering cold wind, trucks everywhere, and my wipers having a hard time to clear the windshield. I must have been driving at about 55 mph, the m/c crossing lanes and splitting lanes at about 75. Gee, I could trust my senses. Was I dreaming? No, this ghost rider was for real.

Was he carrying a piano or its parts with him..??? , if yes, then I know who it was

[GoldOxide_imp]

Near Salzburg in Austria, 2 or 3 days ago, and I am passed by a m/c...
on a motorway covered in snow, the tarmac underneath frozen from the night before ( down to about 1 or 2 Fahrenheit ), in blistering cold wind, trucks everywhere, and my wipers having a hard time to clear the windshield. I must have been driving at about 55 mph, the m/c crossing lanes and splitting lanes at about 75. Gee, I could trust my senses. Was I dreaming? No, this ghost rider was for real.

Could have been a rider from Quebec, Canada.

[alprider]

The world belongs to the courageous

[j3gq_imp]

The world belongs to the courageous

... between the moment when home-brew courage spills into the front lobes, and briefly thereafter, when reality kicks in. Like everything else in the world, a little may be important, too much is deadly.

[Nachodaddy]

Near Salzburg in Austria, 2 or 3 days ago, and I am passed by a m/c...
on a motorway covered in snow, the tarmac underneath frozen from the night before ( down to about 1 or 2 Fahrenheit ), in blistering cold wind, trucks everywhere, and my wipers having a hard time to clear the windshield. I must have been driving at about 55 mph, the m/c crossing lanes and splitting lanes at about 75. Gee, I could trust my senses. Was I dreaming? No, this ghost rider was for real.

Probably in a hurry to get home before the weather got too bad to ride.

[GoldOxide_imp]

The world belongs to the courageous

... between the moment when home-brew courage spills into the front lobes, and briefly thereafter, when reality kicks in. Like everything else in the world, a little may be important, too much is deadly.

Ah, for a moment I was going to ask you more about those "home-brew courage pills", but you had written "spills". Ah well.

[bioman_imp]

Near Salzburg in Austria, 2 or 3 days ago, and I am passed by a m/c...
on a motorway covered in snow, the tarmac underneath frozen from the night before ( down to about 1 or 2 Fahrenheit ), in blistering cold wind, trucks everywhere, and my wipers having a hard time to clear the windshield. I must have been driving at about 55 mph, the m/c crossing lanes and splitting lanes at about 75. Gee, I could trust my senses. Was I dreaming? No, this ghost rider was for real.

I think that motorcycle rider could turn into a ghost rider pretty soon...