Okay Cindy tell me somethin' here...

With your right knee stickin' WAY OUT there over and around that friggin' air-cleaner on that Harley, couldn't you have used THAT as some kind of "reference point" that your RIGHT FOOT was NOW the BRAKE and not the LEFT ONE anymore???

(uh huh...I bet you didn't THINK o' THAT, now DID YA young lady???)

Yep! Just like a good Single Malt Scotch, you might call me "an acquired taste" TOO.(among the many OTHER things you may care to call me, of course)