It has been probably more than a year since someone has yelled something at me while passing by in their car. Last time I really had no idea what they were saying, but this time I had the privilege of hearing the words of wisdom.
I was almost to work and cooling down on a MUP going parallel with a 45mph road to my left (the roads are seperated by grass and a curb at this point). I hear a female voice behind me:
So I turn my heard, and hear:
"Your bike is way hotter than you!!"
The car continues driving off into the distance as I think about what just happened. My turn was another 30 yards up ahead, and as I reached it I realized that she was right. Sadly, she was now too far away to hear me say "I know!".
So, to you, Chick-in-car, thank you for checking out my bike. However, my bike and I have a lot of history together. Your flattering words are hollow and, since my bike appreciates me for whom I am, they won't pull my bike away from me. Well, not unless I find something even hotter.