You brought up an old memory. 60's, Oakland, crossing the street at a crosswalk, as I was told, and a guy and his old lady, that's what they called them, on a chopper swerving at me as I jumped on to the curb. This guy leans waaaaay out, almost trying to slap his f-finger in my face and was yelling something as his front wheel slid out and the two of them went bouncing down the street. Ha, justice served. I don't think I've even thought of that in 40 years...