Rockwall
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Today is a beautiful morning in our area. It is in the low 70's and partly cloudy with little wind. I took my 2012 RS out for my regular 45 mile loop through the countryside. The ride takes me past very expensive properties in horse country. There was little traffic and I loved every minute of it as I always do. On the way back home I stopped at a red light and then made a left turn through the intersection. All of a sudden some WORLD CLASS MORON also stopped at the intersection begins laying on his horn, wildly waving his middle finger and me, screaming "Get that fu--ing piece of sh-- off the road!!!" I was astounded as my bike is virtually brand new, blacked out, and the recipient of regular compliments from passerby as well as hard core bikers alike in biker bars. I am 48, 6'4" 235 solidly built and a former hockey player. I like to wear black biker type clothing and don't think I do anything to offend anybody. It must have been my Spyder that somehow offended him. I treated this jerk to the music of 6,000+ rpms out of my Two Brothers pipe and headed on.
As first I was ticked off, but then I thought that he had no idea who I am, what my life story is, where I was headed, or anything else about me. Mind you this guy was at least 45 in a junker car. It is sad that such cretins are out there. If he is willing to try to ruin my day what will he do to other people? Ride on everyone and hopefully steer clear of roving imbeciles.:doorag:
As first I was ticked off, but then I thought that he had no idea who I am, what my life story is, where I was headed, or anything else about me. Mind you this guy was at least 45 in a junker car. It is sad that such cretins are out there. If he is willing to try to ruin my day what will he do to other people? Ride on everyone and hopefully steer clear of roving imbeciles.:doorag: