Well...not really. I ran the Harley down to the shop to get the bars tightened up (because Harley owners are always at the shop...it's what we do). On the way back, this dipshit teenager pulls right out in front of me. So, I'm on the brakes, and the back end decides to go right on out. I steered in the direction of the skid, slid for a little bit, and then lucky me it gradually straightened and when ti did I eased on the brake and the tire re-engaged. The dipshit kid stopped halfway into the road, I guess finally seeing me after hearing the tire, and I went around the front end, and gave the "WTF" hand salute.
The thing that amazed me was I was very calm throughout, and normally it doesn't take much to get my adrenaline going. Same with last time I had to emergency maneuver. So I got that going for me.
But seriously, are we that hard to see?
The thing that amazed me was I was very calm throughout, and normally it doesn't take much to get my adrenaline going. Same with last time I had to emergency maneuver. So I got that going for me.
But seriously, are we that hard to see?