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When was the last time you were silent?
- Thread starter musclemom
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make you really feel like youre riding on the back
You know, I can see that and I've heard it from other people who are into motorcycles, same actually goes for plain old bicycling.
I make sure to blast my pipes when blowing past those people on the road, almost made some poor bastard wreck one time and it was beautiful. Fuckers think they own the roads in my city. If youre going 25 on a 45mph road just get the fuck on the sidewalk
Loud pipes on any vehicle happens to be a major pet peeve of mine, particularly the ones that think it's cute to sit at the intersection I live on at 5:47 a.m. every weekday morning, gunning their engines just to set off the car alarms. You can see why that would be like nails on a chalkboard? However, hubby and I will be moving so I only have to keep my windows closed 24/7 for a few more years.
I agree with you up to a point about bicyclists, rather, a lack of bike lanes in our country. Everyone bitches about traffic and gas prices and foreign oil reliance but nobody wants to pay for anything to improve the situation. Improve public transit and make alternative means of transportation easier to use. If Portland, OR can manage to do it, so can everyone else.
"Loud pipes save lives"
When youre on two wheels you need everyone to see you and be aware
canadianhitman
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Great post...it's been awhile since I spent more than a few minutes in silent thought. I've been quite stressed lately and in a bit of a down mood...maybe I should force myself to just sit and stare out at the river for a few hours in peace and quiet...see if that helps.
You'll probably say TL;DR but I had too much coffee this morning and my fingers got away from me ...
The only thing that saves your life on a motorcycle is riding it the way boating right of ways are: Smaller ones defer to and stay out of the way of bigger ones. And even that doesn't always help.
Accidents happen all the time. Motorcycles are probably, in the overall scheme of things, involved in proportionately less. The problem isn't that drivers aren't aware of motorcycles, the problem is that a motorcyclist is a fragile human body balanced on two wheels getting squished by over a ton of metal and plastic rolling at whatever speed.
Since I live on an intersection I've been able to observe more than my fair share of accidents without being personally involved in them (seriously, I've seen more than five accidents over the years, and it's not like I hang out in front of my house all that much, I'm talking shit like I literally glance out the window and happen to watch some guy just smash into the phone pole across the street to avoid someone who had the right of way). The last one I saw was two years ago. The N/S road had the red. A man traveling north who was driving to the cemetery to visit the grave of his wife (who had passed less than a month ago) blew the red and T-boned a car headed west, that car did a 90 and T-boned my husband's work van, which was parked in front of our house on the E/W road, pointed east.
The accident occurred in the blink of an eye. I know this because I had to get the chain of events from the cop since I had LITERALLY been blinking my eyes when it happened. I never saw the impact, yet was facing that direction at the time. My point? Had a vehicle been passing in the eastbound lane next to my husband's van, it would have taken the impact instead and been driven into the side of the van. If that someone had been a motorcycle (not impossible, it was June or July), it would not have been survivable. As it was, no one was even slightly injured, despite the fact two out of the three vehicles involved had to be towed from the scene (my husband's van had been hit hard enough to jump up onto the curb, the side was crushed in but the driver's door still opened) and one of the people involved was a senior citizen.
PICK3
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I shit you knot!cum on, stop playin
It was two years ago, I was sitting on the front steps with a smoke and a drink, it was a Sunday afternoon and I could hear my husband through the open window, putting something (a burrito, it turns out) in the microwave. That's how clear my memory of this was.
BANG and I caught a glimpse of a car's ass end swinging around, hear the tires squealing, it's headed for the van then another BANG, the van shudders. Never saw the initial impact so I had to have been blinking because my view of the intersection was totally unobstructed from the steps.
