....or....How I almost pooped me panties this mernin.....
So...there I wuz, mindin my own dadgum bidness, cruzin along with the flow of traffic on the Goldwing, around 65-70mph, goin North on 75 thru north Dallas(Richardson, actually). HOV lane on my left, and heavy traffic on the right. All of a sudden, ALL of the traffic in front of me starts slammin on the brakes...not just flashin lights...this was smokin rubber brake slammin. And cars goin left & right.
I pull the clutch in, and hit the front and rear brakes on the 'Wing, and the rear locks up BIG TIME. So now I'm fishtailing this turd across the whole lane back/forth, just inches away from slammin into the SUV in front of me. And the nice gentleman(nee: A-hole) in the lane to the right of me is blaring his horn at me....like THAT'S gunna solve the problem(Thanks, Dude....you friggin jerk).
Thankfully, the truck in front of me moved to the left far enough so that I dint plow right into it, and I wuz able to release the brakes, and NOT go high-siding down the road.....
In all my years of ridin, this the the closest I've ever come to bitin the big one....and I did some STOOOOOPID stuff in my younger years.
Had my b-hole not been puckered up tight, I might have had an accident in me panties.... Sure glad it wasn't rainin at the time....I'da been a goner fer sher..... I got to the shop, and as soon as I got here....it starts rainin....


Oh...and WHY was everyone hittin the slow pedal so hard, you ax? Friggin south-o-the-border jack-a$$ in the FAST lane, doin 40 mph.....jackin wid his friggin PHONE...... Douchebag.....