MustGoFaster
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So... I'll preface this by stating that I wear gear (helmet, gloves, boots, some sort of jacket) basically 99.9% of the time. Now onto the story...
Saturday I punched out of work and had to run to the ATM to grab some money for a co-worker, which is literally a block away. I figured, eff it. I'll just leave everything at work, run through the drive-thru, grab it, then head back and gear up.
So I left my helmet and jacket at the store and took off. To this day I don't know why I've ridden now 4 times without a helmet. I *hate* it. (Guess I just don't learn well...) It's way noisier, and I feel very vulnerable. So I go through the parking lot and across the street to the bank. I head through the drive-thru, put the bike on the kick stand and grab the money. I hop back on and ease out of first.
Except it didn't ease. My rear tire started spinning then the bike started to fishtail to the right. Thankfully I was able to clutch her back in and get a foot down. Looking back there's damn near a gallon of coolant and lord-knows-what all over the pavement that I didn't see. With the adrenaline running, I ease her back to the store to get the rest of the crap of the tire.
The moral of the story's pretty self-explanatory. *Never* ride without gear, no matter how close your destination or how lazy (in my case) you're feeling. Thank God my reflexes were tight that day... :shakehead::squid:
Saturday I punched out of work and had to run to the ATM to grab some money for a co-worker, which is literally a block away. I figured, eff it. I'll just leave everything at work, run through the drive-thru, grab it, then head back and gear up.
So I left my helmet and jacket at the store and took off. To this day I don't know why I've ridden now 4 times without a helmet. I *hate* it. (Guess I just don't learn well...) It's way noisier, and I feel very vulnerable. So I go through the parking lot and across the street to the bank. I head through the drive-thru, put the bike on the kick stand and grab the money. I hop back on and ease out of first.
Except it didn't ease. My rear tire started spinning then the bike started to fishtail to the right. Thankfully I was able to clutch her back in and get a foot down. Looking back there's damn near a gallon of coolant and lord-knows-what all over the pavement that I didn't see. With the adrenaline running, I ease her back to the store to get the rest of the crap of the tire.
The moral of the story's pretty self-explanatory. *Never* ride without gear, no matter how close your destination or how lazy (in my case) you're feeling. Thank God my reflexes were tight that day... :shakehead::squid:
