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Originally Posted by sedated
Twice last week I had d-bags on motorcycles fly passed me like morons. One was going between cars during rush hour on the highway. The other passed me on the right on a small no-passing 2-lane residential street, going at least 50 in a 25.
If I later spotted either of them smeared along the road, I wouldn't have even slowed down.
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I don't blame you... I hate people who ride like that.
When I say that it was a close call though, I mean that I avoided becoming mush by a matter of 3 inches or less both times. I was not speeding or doing anything foolish, just running on the right side of my lane minding my own business.