| Your timing could't be better. A couple of weeks ago I went out to a place called Rainbow Valley southwest of Phoenix to visit the grave of the best dog a man could ever own, and that I buried on July 5th. I took a 6 pack, drank a few, and poured a couple on him (that dog loved beer)and started heading home. It starting to cool off the desert heat at sunset and I'm rolling down a 2 lane called Jack Rabbit trail, (just past the musical bridge for those of you around here) and a cotton truck fully loaded is haulin ass to finish work in the his lane, and around him on a double yellow with no possble way of knowing whats ahead comes a moron in a white piece of shit! I saw him pull out, hesitate for a second,(I saw him! he had to see me I have a 120watt blue/white headlight just for that reason) then punch it! he didn't get halfway past that truck before we met! The truck driver was oblivious, and the driver of the car didn't care, neither one budged! I remember screamin' "you asshole!you are not gonna do this to me!" I hit the braked a locked the back wheen for about a second and a half, figured out he was still trying to make it passed and looked for a way out. The gravel off to my right started at the edge of the road and went down a steep embankment, so the only way was to shoot the gap between the moron and the edge of the pavement, so I did, his drivers side mirror missed me by less than an inch...and I made it out the other side, still upright, still on pavement, looked in my mirrors and the damn fool still wasn't past the truck and still wasn't slowing down!(no brake lights)Even after 30 years in the saddle this was a little un-nerving and I seriously thought about chasing the motherfucker down, but instead I thanked the god above for the skills and the devil down below for the guts and rode home. I told this tale to a non-rider friend and his first reaction was "see that's why I don't ride those things" and I told him "there isn't a car made that coulda shot that gap! that ol batbike of mine is the only reason I'm alive, 'cause that guy was blind, drunk, or stupid or all of the above and he was passing no matter what! I still dont think he saw me whizz by his window!" and he said "oh....so that fact that you were on youer Harley actually saved ya?" I said "yep, In a cage I would be dead". |
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