while we're on a langster kick...
sunday.10pm.washington dc.humid as a heck.
just picked up a couple of burritos for me and the missus. come to a relativley busy intersection. trackstand attempt fails miserably, i blame it on the shifted weight of the burritos. look up and see a dude on a bike on the other side of the street with a motorcycle helmet on. curious. he starts crossing the street parallel to traffic and perpendicular to me. i see it's a fellow langster brethren.
then i see a subaru outback making a left turn from said parallel traffic (she had the light by the way). helmet guy doesn't see her (probably due to limited periferal vision), she doesn't see him (just cause) til the last minute and she brakes hard and slams on her horn. helmet guy must've locked up cuz he almost flipped over, he begins to lose his footing and just barely stays up. the horn is still going. helmet guy regains composure and rides off kinda clumsily trying to clip in while going as fast as he can. subaru drives off and i cross the street in her direction. she immediately pulls off to the side and i'm thinking "crap she thinks i'm the guy cuz i'm on a langster and she waiting to give me a piece of her mind". so i ride up cautiously and seeing that she's not looking in the rearview mirror i start to pick up the pace. i ride by her and she has her forehead in her hands with a scared to death/pissed off look. i wonder if she thinks i'm the guy. but i don't have a helmet on and at least i've got some bright lights on. so i look back as i ride off and she's still there. i think she was just shaken from almost killing someone.
moral of the story? they're more afraid of you than you are of them.
no really. sometimes it is your fault. ride safely guys and girls.