Originally Posted by JumboRider
I was riding down the bike path with my wife this week at a nice slow pace. Riding in the opposite direction were two collegians riding in bikini tops. I think I was fine until I turned my head to watch as they passed. The next thing I know I was getting up from the side of path with a black eye. I don't remember going down. My wife didn't say anything to me. In fact, she still isn't talking to me.
Reminds me of the time I said "Hey, nice rack!" to a young woman on a touring bike.