Sage

Last night, Martel and I were driving home about 9pm, across the big four lane bridge that goes over the French Broad River here in Asheville. We're doing about... 60mph (96kph) when this guy on a motorcycle zooms past us.. he had to be doing about 80mph(128kph). Mind you, this is in the dark, with moderate traffic, going over a bridge (if he got hit and flew off the bike there's a good chance he'd fall 60 feet into the river), and he's weaving in and out like a total idiot.

Now, I know that there's tons of people who ride motorcycles and handle them better than some people with cars, but there are also a lot of people around here that drive like crazed, drunken prison escapees. Why? Perhaps some of you with motorcycles can help me to understand the appeal of dying....

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