Or, the pot-headed, back hole, drug user smokes it while he is driving; and then almost swerves into you on your motorcycle on a 4-lane highway.
Motorcycle? Meeee!!? No way, I’m riding along in my minivan “cage” enjoying max A/C while the temp shows 105 F. and a biker couple passes me on their Harley Hog. They then swerve in front and I turn on the wipers because their sweat is covering the windshield. Free spirits, indeed.
;^)