I need to get a copy of a purchase agreement for either a Lincoln Navigator, Cadillac Escalade or Chevy Tahoe. Somewhere there's just got to be a clause that requires the purchaser to be a complete asshat with no regard for their fellow man or at a minimum, be so competitive that, a Vespa @ 40MPH is considered to be a threat.
No less than 3 of these nasty-ass, gas-sucking behemoths felt so threatened by my presence on the road that they felt it necessary to run up my ass, cut over, and then all but nearly clip my front wheel whipping back into my lane. Minus a turn signal of course. What is up with this aberrant behaviour? I'm on a VESPA? You're in a sun-blocking tank? If I leave a red light and zip up to the speed limit, it's to stay out of your way. I'm not *racing* you. Get over your bad self and mature a little........... or I'm going to start posting your license plate numbers on the web.
Have a nice day.
Posted by kerry at July 30, 2003 03:28 PMWelcome to the world of owning a two-wheeled vehicle. The exact reason I disposed of my crotch rocket years ago.
Posted by: Will at July 31, 2003 04:47 AMVespa != Rocket
Posted by: kerry at July 31, 2003 02:24 PMsaid it before...
will say it again...
Lutz - you crack me UP!
that's what I'm here for, honey pie. tip jar's over there.
Posted by: kerry at August 5, 2003 01:56 AM