Posted on 05/16/2006 9:26:35 AM PDT by Uddercha0s
I saw you, Hug your purse closer to you in the grocery store line. But, you didn't see me, Put an extra $10.00 in the collection plate last Sunday.
I saw you, Pull your child closer when we passed each other on the sidewalk. But, you didn't see me, Playing Santa at the local mall.
I saw you, Change your mind about going into the restaurant. But, you didn't see me, Attending a meeting to raise more money for the hurricane relief.
I saw you, Roll up your window and shake your head when I drove by. But, you didn't see me, Driving behind you when you flicked your cigarette butt out the car window.
I saw you, Frown at me when I smiled at your children. But, you didn't see me, When I took time off from work to run toys to the homeless.
I saw you, Stare at my long hair. But, you didn't see me, And my friends cut ten inches off for Locks of Love.
I saw you, Roll your eyes at our leather coats and gloves. But, you didn't see me, And my brothers donate our old coats and gloves to those that had none.
I saw you, Look in fright at my tattoos. But, you didn't see me, Cry as my children where born and have their name written over and in my heart.
I saw you, Change lanes while rushing off to go somewhere. But, you didn't see me, Going home to be with my family.
I saw you, Complain about how loud and noisy our bikes can be. But, you didn't see me, When you were changing the CD and drifted into my lane.
I saw you, Yelling at your kids in the car. But, you didn't see me, Pat my child's hands, knowing he was safe behind me.
I saw you, Reading the newspaper or map as you drove down the road. But, you didn't see me, Squeeze my wife's leg when she told me to take the next turn.
I saw you, Race down the road in the rain. But, you didn't see me, Get soaked to the skin so my son could have the car to go on his date.
I saw you, Run the yellow light just to save a few minutes of time. But, you didn't see me, Trying to turn right.
I saw you, Cut me off because you needed to be in the lane I was in. But, you didn't see me, Leave the road.
I saw you, Waiting impatiently for my friends to pass. But, you didn't see me. I wasn't there.
I saw you, Go home to your family. But, you didn't see me. Because, I died that day you cut me off.
I was just a Biker ......A person with friends and a family.
Author Unknown
So you are going to be having fun then?
LMAO
Beach, bikes and babes.. what do you think... hahaha
If you're not in the business of selling South American camelids, don't put a "Llamas For Sale" sign on your front porch.
Thanks for the post. Passin' it on.
Martin: I met a guy in Hilo that is an older version of this biker dude. He's a Vietnam Vet, local Vet rep., a pastor without a church. We just call him Pastor Chuck. You can find him most weekends at the Hilo and Makuu Farmer's Markets. Anyone out there, just tell him wiz said "hi", and thanks.
You're right, of course. It's just that I encounter rude bikers (esp. those driving Rice Burners) more often than the 'cool ones' you describe.
I hear you.. and agree with you. I own a Harley and a few other bikes. I usually pull it out and go so as not to wake the neighbors even tho mine is not exceptionally loud. I don't buy off on the "loud pipes saves lives" thing. The sound is behind you fool. I think it is more of an ego thing than anything. Add to that, if you have straight pipes (which make it louder), you reduce compression and thus horsepower.. hehe..
"Don't call me irresponsible and unpredictable."
Well, you can call me that but not where riding is concerned. haha
touche'
On the road, though, I have to go with the odds. I've seen good riders on all types of bikes, and I've seen flaming idiots on all types of bikes. The odds just don't favour your style. Sorry, but that's the way it is. If you can't tell the difference between "Members of Set A have a higher probability of this particular trait than Members of Set B" and "X is a member of Set A, therefore it MUST have this high probability trait", I suggest spending a little less time on the bike and a little more time studying logic. I learned that before dropping out ...
If my CCW allowed me fire and forget missle launchers on my bike, we woun't have half these discussions.
PS: Where's the helmet nazis? Can't have a biker thread without helemt nazis.
You make a good point AB. When I am on the road and I run into one of 2 different scenarios, 1. A Toyota Camry 2. A mini-van, I assume that they are out to get me. Nothing wrong with that. It raises my awareness due to my experiences. The fact is that we are aware. It's the one's that are blissfully ignorant that scare me. Those that do not recall the last encounter.
And these are the older, wiser bikers on their Harleys. I'm not even going to mention the young jackass organ donors on their rice burners doing wheelies in the high speed lane at 80 mph.
driving between cars during rush hour
Haha..great shirt I saw was honk if you've never seen a gun fired from a moving motorcycle.
I'm not a helmet nazi.. I think you're a fool if you don't wear one but that's your choice. If you become a drooler tho I will pull the plug on you. ;-)
"No-one in these United States is compelled to dress like a hoodlum"
HEY!!!!
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