Highway People
An observation from a long-drive commuter. (Though not for much longer, no.)
Q: What's even better than a fat man on a crotch rocket?
A: A balding Indian gentleman in a business suit on a motorcycle that is obviously quite sensible.
Well done, sir. One point, however, puzzles me. My snap judgment over the 30 seconds while I passed you this morning was that you purchased your transport for fuel economy, as you were traveling slowly and safely in the rightmost lane on a motorcycle clearly not build for high speed performance. A lofty goal I certainly will not begrudge. But if you are so reasonable, why do you choose to ride without a helmet? Is it because the highway air feels wonderful over your balding pate? Is that breeze the breeze of freedom?
Q: What's even better than a fat man on a crotch rocket?
A: A balding Indian gentleman in a business suit on a motorcycle that is obviously quite sensible.
Well done, sir. One point, however, puzzles me. My snap judgment over the 30 seconds while I passed you this morning was that you purchased your transport for fuel economy, as you were traveling slowly and safely in the rightmost lane on a motorcycle clearly not build for high speed performance. A lofty goal I certainly will not begrudge. But if you are so reasonable, why do you choose to ride without a helmet? Is it because the highway air feels wonderful over your balding pate? Is that breeze the breeze of freedom?
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