Today while at a stoplight I saw a 65 or so year old caucasian man with a long white beard on a traditional-looking motorcycle in the left-hand turn lane. Then in the far right lane I saw what looked like a 25 or so year old asian-american appearing man with long black hair on a sporty looking motorcycle.
The men looked at each other, made a mutual head nod toward each other, then both revved their engines revealing a manliness that my cautious four-wheel-bound-self could not begin to comprehend. Then they both waved at each other and drove away as the light turned green.
Only logical deduction: all people who ride motorcycles know each other.

Posted in deep thoughts, random musings | Tags: motorcycles, bikers

