So then, what is the fine line between a skilled gutsy rider, and a fool with a death wish?
Case in point: I cage it to work now, too cold at 1:30 AM and too amny animals moving around. Going in yesterday,
Not quite in the city yet approaching last traffic light before town.Lights green, I'm going straight. I'm just about to enter intersection.Guy on bike comes out of a blind turn about 50 ft to the other side (right hand coming from his direction). Then bangs a peg scraping left, right in front of me. Missed me buy about 3 maybe 4 feet.This was no kid on a sport bike.Looked like some kind of HD or a clone.Rider in his 40's Id say.
