Especially where Karens and idiot Boomers who watched waaaaaaaaaay too much Easy Rider are concerned, yes. :P
And some people wonder why I ride with a helmet camera.
I don’t have a helmet camera but I do have a small mount on my left handlebar to which I affix a nice little Sony pocket rocket camera.
I get 20 megapixel HD vids of my my favorite rides.
Ironically, I also have a video of a ride in PA, which clearly shows an old man driving a van, sitting at an intersection.
In it, you can clearly see him look right at me and then pull out anyway.
Then you can see the side of the van as it comes perilously close, and the oncoming traffic I was forced into to avoid being flattened by him.
[all of this mind you, with Alice Cooper singing “Hard Hearted Alice” in the background, on my stereo]
Then the video shows me ditching the bike in the parking lot where the old man stopped and from then on, all you hear is the audio of me, screaming, cussing and kicking the side of his van, trying to get him to come out and play.
Yes, I was pissed.
He just sat there, hands gripping the steering wheel, refusing to even look at me and then he sent a tiny little old lady out to “apologize”.
Well that wrecked everything.
She was not only itty bitty and ancient, she was not the one who needed punched.
I was done.
Not gonna take it out on her.
I hope they took away his driving privileges, after that, at least.
Man, it was surrealistic.
My death could’ve had a pretty decent soundtrack.
The funny part is that it shows hubby, standing off at a distance, looking freaked.
Even he wouldn’t come near me, at that point.
:D