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Open letter
Sep. 2nd, 2006 01:41 pmDear Motorcyclist Who Tore Past Us Doing 90km/h Last Night:
The two sticky-out bits at the front of your bike are called 'handlebars'. They can be used to steer your bike. You simply pull them in the direction you want to turn (not too abruptly) and the front wheel will turn and bring the bike along with it!
If by some chance your arms are not working, you could also steer the bike by leaning to the side you want to turn and letting gyroscopic effects turn the bike for you. This isn't great, but it's better than nothing.
While I appreciate that you are an individual and wish to express your uniqueness, the third option - steering by dragging your boot on the asphalt on one side or the other - may lead to a much more literal interpretation of 'the road less travelled' than you had perhaps intended. Just sayin'.
(It was actually worse than that makes it sound, because he wasn't just doing it when he needed to steer; he had one boot or the other pretty much constantly in contact with the roads, producing a very exciting shower of sparks. Bad enough that I had my phone out in case I needed to call 000, and was trying to figure out what the f*ck he was on and how that might influence first-aid.)
The two sticky-out bits at the front of your bike are called 'handlebars'. They can be used to steer your bike. You simply pull them in the direction you want to turn (not too abruptly) and the front wheel will turn and bring the bike along with it!
If by some chance your arms are not working, you could also steer the bike by leaning to the side you want to turn and letting gyroscopic effects turn the bike for you. This isn't great, but it's better than nothing.
While I appreciate that you are an individual and wish to express your uniqueness, the third option - steering by dragging your boot on the asphalt on one side or the other - may lead to a much more literal interpretation of 'the road less travelled' than you had perhaps intended. Just sayin'.
(It was actually worse than that makes it sound, because he wasn't just doing it when he needed to steer; he had one boot or the other pretty much constantly in contact with the roads, producing a very exciting shower of sparks. Bad enough that I had my phone out in case I needed to call 000, and was trying to figure out what the f*ck he was on and how that might influence first-aid.)
