My wife works with a lady Harley rider who was out riding with a group of friends over the weekend. She was bringing up the rear of the column when she suddenly felt something stinging her back between the shoulder blades. She quickly pulled off to the side of the road and frantically removed her t-shirt to brush the offending insect off, forgetting entirely that she had earlier opted for the freedom of no restraints on her upper torso! As she was doing the insect dance on the shoulder of the road a passing tractor trailer driver reminded her with a double salute of his air horn! Needless to say, she was a little embarrassed, and very glad to have been bringing up the rear!
