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Alright, here's my story . . .
Remember the bonehead that hit me and totalled the truck? No, no . . . not the lady with the door ding, that's over . . . I'm talking about the guy that hit me two days after the lady ticked me off royally . . . yeah, that guy. Anyway . . .
To refresh you, the insurance company totalled the truck and I bought it back. It has a few dents in it, but it gives me peace of mind (not to mention a little more self-control when someone gets near it). So, I've been driving it while waiting for the salvage title to arrive. Well, the freaking tags expired during my wait (December 31), and the state (of TN) tells me that it's going to be 4-8 weeks to get the title. That's a month or two kiddies, so guess what?
I'm a full-time biker. The wife has a car ('03 Accord . . . 240hp . . . oh . . . yyeeeaaahh), but I'm not comfortable using it for work for a variety of reasons, first and foremost she may need the stinking thing for an emergency, and secondly, if that b!tch had put a ding in my Accord . . . well, you get the picture.
So, now I'm, a full-time biker. As in "rode-to-work-in-the-cold-rain-this-morning" full time biker. I love it. I've always ridden year-round, even when the temps drop into the 20's and such [Sidebar for northerners: It only gets down intothe 20's a few times a year here and it usually only stays low like that for a day or two . . .it ain't like I think y'all are sissies for winterizing . . . if it were in the 20's (or lower) every day for 4 or 5 months, I'd park it], so I'm not breaking any new ground.
The only changes I've made so far have been to get thicker gloves ($5 at Wal-Mart . . . I know, I suck), I got a backpack (to expand my carrying capacity beyond that provided by the duffle bag/bungee cord setup in the tail area), and I ride a little more sanely since I'm in traffic instead of the curves. By sanely I mean I pay attention to little details like the speedometer.
Traffic is a totally different beast than curve strafing. I've always considered myself a poor driver. I may be the only poor driver in America that;'s willing to admit it. If more folks realized they're no Bobby Rahal we'd all be better off.
I don't consider myself a poor driver due to the actual control of the car, I can sling 'em around fairly decently. I consider myself a poor driver because of traffic. I'm talking about rules, signage, lookout, defensive driving . . . for some reason, I can notice the most mundane things in life, but I can't use my superhuman skills of observation in traffic.
I have to say, though, that being forced to ride everywhere is kind of neat. I feel . . . (what am I grasping for here?) . . . independent? Sort of like I'm leaving on a little camping trip everytime I commute. I know it sounds geeky, but I'm having a ball.
To quote Frank Costanza, "I feel like a Phoenix . . . RISING out of Arizona."
Remember the bonehead that hit me and totalled the truck? No, no . . . not the lady with the door ding, that's over . . . I'm talking about the guy that hit me two days after the lady ticked me off royally . . . yeah, that guy. Anyway . . .
To refresh you, the insurance company totalled the truck and I bought it back. It has a few dents in it, but it gives me peace of mind (not to mention a little more self-control when someone gets near it). So, I've been driving it while waiting for the salvage title to arrive. Well, the freaking tags expired during my wait (December 31), and the state (of TN) tells me that it's going to be 4-8 weeks to get the title. That's a month or two kiddies, so guess what?
I'm a full-time biker. The wife has a car ('03 Accord . . . 240hp . . . oh . . . yyeeeaaahh), but I'm not comfortable using it for work for a variety of reasons, first and foremost she may need the stinking thing for an emergency, and secondly, if that b!tch had put a ding in my Accord . . . well, you get the picture.
So, now I'm, a full-time biker. As in "rode-to-work-in-the-cold-rain-this-morning" full time biker. I love it. I've always ridden year-round, even when the temps drop into the 20's and such [Sidebar for northerners: It only gets down intothe 20's a few times a year here and it usually only stays low like that for a day or two . . .it ain't like I think y'all are sissies for winterizing . . . if it were in the 20's (or lower) every day for 4 or 5 months, I'd park it], so I'm not breaking any new ground.
The only changes I've made so far have been to get thicker gloves ($5 at Wal-Mart . . . I know, I suck), I got a backpack (to expand my carrying capacity beyond that provided by the duffle bag/bungee cord setup in the tail area), and I ride a little more sanely since I'm in traffic instead of the curves. By sanely I mean I pay attention to little details like the speedometer.
Traffic is a totally different beast than curve strafing. I've always considered myself a poor driver. I may be the only poor driver in America that;'s willing to admit it. If more folks realized they're no Bobby Rahal we'd all be better off.
I don't consider myself a poor driver due to the actual control of the car, I can sling 'em around fairly decently. I consider myself a poor driver because of traffic. I'm talking about rules, signage, lookout, defensive driving . . . for some reason, I can notice the most mundane things in life, but I can't use my superhuman skills of observation in traffic.
I have to say, though, that being forced to ride everywhere is kind of neat. I feel . . . (what am I grasping for here?) . . . independent? Sort of like I'm leaving on a little camping trip everytime I commute. I know it sounds geeky, but I'm having a ball.
To quote Frank Costanza, "I feel like a Phoenix . . . RISING out of Arizona."