So, today, I am driving with my wife and youngest son to pick up my oldest at pre-school. On the way, I see a single center lamp Gixxer riding up. Tennis shoes, shorts, a t-shirt and a helmet. At least he's wearing a helmet..... so while riding, about 25, he unstraps his helmet and takes it off, wind catches it, he almost drops it..I about choke. I am now staring at him in my rear view because I have this suspision that I am about to be cornholed with a new Gix....he sets the helmet on his tank, and I see him pull the clutch lever, and I hear the revs - I tell my wife, you gotta watch this....pops the clutch and dayum near loops it, slaps back down with this pained look on his grape.
So, ultimately, he pulls into the big W (Walmart) a couple of spots away from us (we need to waste some time before Christopher is done at school) and he leaves the helemt sitting on his tank. So I ask him, don't you want to lock that helmet or something? He says "Why?" I say, somebody that actually wants to wear a helmet might snake it. He says -"I don't see you riding nothin', so what the hell do you know?" Yeah, man, you're right. It's none of my business. You be careful. What a tool.
Oh well, had to share.
So, ultimately, he pulls into the big W (Walmart) a couple of spots away from us (we need to waste some time before Christopher is done at school) and he leaves the helemt sitting on his tank. So I ask him, don't you want to lock that helmet or something? He says "Why?" I say, somebody that actually wants to wear a helmet might snake it. He says -"I don't see you riding nothin', so what the hell do you know?" Yeah, man, you're right. It's none of my business. You be careful. What a tool.
Oh well, had to share.
