Originally Posted by ModelPerfect

First off, let me say I am very inexperienced with motorcycles. I've raced 4 wheelers for years, but I've only been on 2 wheels for about a month. Anyway, I'm rounding this corner going about 50mph, and I see this old dude in a side street looking dead at me. I mean, he's staring right at me and decides to pull out. No fucking way I'm going to stop in time, so I cut to my left to go around, and the fucker keeps going across both lanes and fucking stops. Just stops, blocking both lanes, instead of maybe trying to get the fuck out of my way. With a big ass island to my left, the only way through is behind the guy, so I cut back to my right, but there's no time or distance to make the transition. So now I'm standing on the bike, it's aiming about 45 degrees off the direction I'm actually heading, I'm leaning, and both tires are locked and squeeling as I slide a good 20-30 feet. Numbnuts ahead finally decides to straighten up and start moving again, so I managed to straighten up out of the slide and keep going without touching the ground. I catch up to the geezer and give him a "what the fuck" look, and he returns with an apathetic "what? what's going on?" expression. Grrr. People just can't fucking drive! Or pay attention! I mean, what the fuck was he thinking?!? Anyway, I let it rest there...I guess no harm, no foul, but damn if people like that aren't going to kill someone some day. The whole way through the slide, I'm thinking, "time to bail, time to bail, get ready to roll...", but surprised myself that I was able to pull out of it without further incident. Damn. I do love an adrenaline rush.