If there’s something I can’t stand on the road (well, there’s lots of things), the most annoying might be people that ride motorcycles. Unless your name is Charlie Hunnam and you’re on Sons of Anarchy, then I just think you’re a dumbass. It’s as if the rules are different for those that ride on two wheels rather than 4 or more.
When there’s a traffic jam or heavy traffic that makes switching lanes a headache, instead of being careful and putting everyone else’s safety first takes a backseat to the assholes that dart up the middle of the lanes through the broken lines. How many times does that work? Every time I see it, I think about how much I really want to swerve over to the side and clip those motherfuckers for not waiting their turn.
Sounds bitter, right? But everyone is in a hurry. Unless you’re driving a pissed off pregant women on the back of your hog then you’re not in that much of a hurry, dude. Bikers take so many liberties that any time you hear the revving of the engine you know something stupid is about to happen. Half the time it’s not even people on nice bikes or crotch rockets that really do go as fast as you might imagine. Usually it’s just assholes with those lame sidecars and fat, old wives with sagging tattoos that happen to swiftly weave in and out of traffic in trashy herds.