Jason and I were out riding just last weekend and we came up behind a pickup truck at a red light. We hadn't followed him at all so for the life of me I don't know what the guys beef was. But fist his punk Son opens the passenger door and started yelling obscenities based on my limited ability to read lips. I waved Jason over so we could talk about how to handle the situation, I was willing to give him a pass as I thought it was just a truck full of a-hole kids. But then the driver started scrambling to open the back window so that he could scream at us too and he was probably 45 or so, It was Dad! I seriously had to contain myself but I figured anyone crazy enough to go off on a complete stranger who did nothing to deserve it might be crazy enough to throw it in reverse and crush our bikes. Jason was just worried with me being on chemo and all. But I so wanted to implant a scorpion emblem into that guys forehead. Thank God I wasn't carrying a short length of chain or I'd be in jail right now. If I had it happen again I'd have parked the bikes somewhere safe then pulled him out of the truck.
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