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FRUSTRATION ON THE ROAD...tell me about it. Yesterday on my way home from work, some beeatch purposely sprayed me with her windshield fluid as I rode behind her on the highway. I really need to start carrying a pocket full of buck shot or something for these kind of people. She thought it was just funny as could be.




Maybe she thought the dirty biker needed a shower


Do not look back and ask why, look forward and ask, why not?