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Jul. 16th, 2003 11:00 amSome people just hate motorcycles.
A delivery truck squeezed up beside me in my lane while I was trying to make a left turn onto a busy street. I couldn't see the traffic on my right and honked my horn furiously at the driver. It was like a chihuahua yapping at an elephant. A tiny chihuahua. I should have done something more satisfying with my armoured glove.
Nesha's building manager left up a sign in the visitor's stall threatening specifically to tow my bike away the next time I parked there in the underground parking. There was never any note when my car was there. It can't be the noise since my bike isn't loud and I try to keep the rev's low when I ride out. Now I have to park out in the street where the buses go by. Since the building manager's apartment is in the front, I should rev my bike's engine right up whenever I leave.
Ahhh... I can only dream.
A delivery truck squeezed up beside me in my lane while I was trying to make a left turn onto a busy street. I couldn't see the traffic on my right and honked my horn furiously at the driver. It was like a chihuahua yapping at an elephant. A tiny chihuahua. I should have done something more satisfying with my armoured glove.
Nesha's building manager left up a sign in the visitor's stall threatening specifically to tow my bike away the next time I parked there in the underground parking. There was never any note when my car was there. It can't be the noise since my bike isn't loud and I try to keep the rev's low when I ride out. Now I have to park out in the street where the buses go by. Since the building manager's apartment is in the front, I should rev my bike's engine right up whenever I leave.
Ahhh... I can only dream.
