There are only two things wrong with motorcycles: They lack a right front and right rear wheel.
(If you’ve ever been riding pillion on one on the 405 in LA, during rush hour, you know, without a doubt, what “The Ultimate Thrill” means.)
My first driving experience in LA was also my first experience driving a rather large pick-up with a problem in something that sounded like steering linkage. What was scarier was driving a motor home during tornado tail winds or whatever you call tornado leftovers, followed by driving it in a city during sheets of rainfall in which you couldn’t see two feet beyond the hood. People wonder why I’m a homebody. Hmph.
Good morning and Happy St. Patrick’s Day to all who celebrate it!