The other day several of us were on a ride and we all stopped for a cold one. The outside temp for the day was 105 and it was a scorcher. There was no shade to park in but once inside and out of the sun a cold drink was a welcome relief. Back outside and getting ready to go again, seats were almost hot enough to burn through your levis and hand grips were just about as hot. Two miles down the road my butt was adjusting to the temperature but my hands were still on fire. It took me about another mile or two to figure out that some joker had turned my heated hand grips onto the high setting. I wasn't the only victim of this nefarious trick so just remember, what goes around comes around.