Seems there are two types of motorcycle riders, one of them survive:(. Just last week I was cruising down the busiest road in Toowoomba, 2 lanes each way, traffic lights even where they don't belong and almost at the 60kph, when suddenly in the rear vision mirror I see a young hoon just fair up it, on a large road bike. Not swapping lanes, he was going so fast he was flipping lanes, treating cars and trucks like a slalom course. I reckon he was well over 100kph at 5 in the afternoon, and if you've driven in Toowoomba you know that half of the road users aren't the most predictable!:oo: Surprisingly enough he got through a couple of blocks without an accident (I had this horrible feeling he was going to get nudged by someone changing lanes), before the red lights stopped him. Anyway, I pulled up behind him and was shaking my head at his antics, 'cos I'm getting older and its my right:rolleyes:, and have lost mates on motorbikes doing silly things, when this young bugger started shaking his helmet back at me!!:~ Talk about misplaced concern, but I hope I'm not the one around when he's tangled up in some street furniture.Quote:
Originally Posted by Stringy
Regards,
Andy
(Sorry, bit morbid tonight... went to a funeral today, for one of the most talented young cabinet makers I've ever met. No it wasn't a car accident, lets just say it wasn't natural causes. Such a terrible waste of a young life. RIP David C)
