Went riding to a new breakfast place yesterday, 65 miles away, it was definitely worth the trip, excellent food in a little place called Sara'a Diner in Crystal River, Fl. We then headed for some back roads and enjoyed the time with no traffic out in the country on Memorial Day. Alas, on our way home we ran into some congestion on the road, a guy was standing in the middle of it and folks were being careful going around him. We get up next to him and some lady driving an older car came right out of her driveway and almost nailed us, she pulled right through the line of traffic that was backed up, Damn!!!
So we're about 1/2 hour from home finally and some dude in a black Dodge Charger is climbing up my arse, I'm doing 5 over the speed limit which was 55, he drops back a bit and makes a run for it, probably passed us doing at least 80-85, whips in front of us and hits the shoulder, dirt, stones and all kinds of crap came flying back, geez what a jerk.
And finally we're 15 minutes from home, and this bird comes flying out of the gully and nails the wife in her helmet, now we're doing 55 and didn't even see what kind of bird it was or anything. All in all, a great day out on the trike, fresh country air, good food, and we're home in one piece, LOL.
So we're about 1/2 hour from home finally and some dude in a black Dodge Charger is climbing up my arse, I'm doing 5 over the speed limit which was 55, he drops back a bit and makes a run for it, probably passed us doing at least 80-85, whips in front of us and hits the shoulder, dirt, stones and all kinds of crap came flying back, geez what a jerk.
And finally we're 15 minutes from home, and this bird comes flying out of the gully and nails the wife in her helmet, now we're doing 55 and didn't even see what kind of bird it was or anything. All in all, a great day out on the trike, fresh country air, good food, and we're home in one piece, LOL.
