So today was my daughter's 9th BD and she's been dying to ride with me on the Dog, so we got her a helmet so she can. After the party we go out for a ride and my daughter is with me and my better half is on a vulcan 500 (she just got her lic. and is still learning). So about 15 min. into the ride a stupid b*$#^ in a mini van (and on a cell phone) pulls right out in front of me from a side street with a stop sign (I was on the main drag) and I had to lock brakes. Everyone is fine, except for the bruise between my shoulder blades from her helmet, but I was fuming so bad I had to pull over for a minute to regain my composure (as I wanted to kick the s$*& out of this idiot). We rode for another 20 min. or so after that and once home my daughter said she loved the ride and can't wait to go out again.
And hours later, I'm still pissed about how bad it could've turned out.
- B
And hours later, I'm still pissed about how bad it could've turned out.
- B


