yesterday i was riding in traffic in a 40mph zone, keeping up no problem, riding in the right lane like a motorcycle.
some grumpy old man decided i shouldn't be there, so he passed me, more in my lane than the next, trying to brush me over to the side.
didn't faze me much, other than p155ing me off, so when he was in front of me, i hugged the tank with my knees and flipped him off with both hands.
then he brake-checked me.
i almost ran into the back of his car, but still handled it smooth, and i was starting to think of what other options i had to mess with this guy, when two motorcycles pulled around me.
one guy on a full dresser and another on an all black bobber, full beards, leathers, the whole deal. they saw the whole thing, so they pretty much rode up and started menacing this guy pretty good, one guy in front of him and the other on the left, right near his window.
looked like some words were exchanged, but i couldn't hear them, then the old man slowed and turned left, obviously getting the he11 outta there.
the two bikers backwards waved at me and roared off.
feels pretty cool to be part of the "brotherhood," even if i am just riding a glorified moped...