Wed. night there was an ALS fundraiser at my local bar/taco pit. It was in memory of a friend that died of ALS, he was the previous custodian of the sandcast I got last year. so, the wife and I rode it down there and made a donation, listened to some music and ate dinner. One daughter was there and another one left her phone, so we went outside and took their pics with the bike now that it's running again.
Anyway, a mile or so toward home a jerk kid in a white monte carlo ss blew a stop sign, came out into the right lane and when he saw everyone braking laughed and continued to cross my path turning left. If I was on a different bike and didn't have my wife on the back his evening would have ended differently. It's a small town, I'm watching for him, someday I'll call in a dui on his ass. We'll see who laughs last.
