On my way to work this morning in my cage. There's a large garbage truck running along with traffic, stop n go, light to light. There's a fairly steady stream of mystery liquid trickling from the back of the truck.
We get stopped at a traffic light, I'm left lane, garbage truck middle lane, one slot ahead of me. Dude on motorcycle pulls up behind garbage truck. I put window down and yell to motorcycle rider.."Dude, there's nasty stuff leaking from that truck, stay away from it."
Ok, this guy doesn't listen to me and we reach speeds of approx 45mph between lights. Like 5 lights later, he pulls up next to me and beeps. I put my window down and he says "#%#@! I shoulda listened to you!" There's spatter all over the front of the bike, has to be some on him too. Shoulda listened!
Yep... there's a moral here somewheres
