Join Date: Feb 2007
Location: Maryville, TN, US
Came close to cashing in my chips today
Nice afternoon and got home from a trip early so I thought I'd take the trusty ol' RT out for a spin since I'll be spending tomorrow on the LT. Headed out and decided to stop by the local dealer and just say hi. Coming from my house I have to turn left into the dealer's parking lot and the turn is just past a left hand sweeper and it always makes me a bit cautious turning in. Well, sure enough, I'm slowing down to make the turn and there is enough oncoming traffic that I can't make the turn into the dealer's lot without stopping in the highway. I always use my mirrors 1,000 times more than the windshield when slowing and stopping and today it paid in spades. As I'm waiting for a hole in the oncoming traffic, with my Hyper-Lites blasting away, the Kisan signal minder keeping my rear turn signals on as running lights, my left turn signal blinking and my Olympia fluorescent yellow jacket in plain view, here she comes...biddy in a Lexus absolutely hauling her aged ass at darn near ludicrous speed. I see her in my mirror and I can tell she's not making any attempt to slow for me. She got to the edge of my comfort zone and I dumped the clutch and started getting out of her way. She did see me at the last minute and took a move toward the shoulder of the road but in no way was she about to clear me. We ended up door handle to handlebar and the old bat had the unmitigated gall to look at me and start giving ME lip. We rode a few yards side by side with me giving her the stink eye and yelling at her through my Shoei before I let her back in front of me. Instead of turning into the next business parking lot I did follow her for about another 100 yards letting her know of my deep displeasure with her and her lack of driving skills.
I finally turned around and rode back to the dealer but I've been pissed for the rest of the day. I am glad that I have learned through reading on this forum and other motorcycle safety articles about clearing your 6 when in traffic. Today, it most likely saved my life...and more importantly, saved my beloved RT from extinction.
As I've told my wife repeatedly the problem is that the law doesn't allow us to kill the stupid ones anymore and now they've procreated at such a rate they now outnumber us. Shame, shame, shame.
Gee, if I'd only had loud pipes all this could have been avoided.