On dirt. Idiots like the woman in the story are the reason I stay off the pavement as much as possible. We may encounter idiots on the trail but they're usually not 64 and on morphine. When I'm driving I realize that I'm surrounded by every kind of person and they all have their own personal reasons for driving like they do. And I never ever want to trust my personal safety while on a bike to any of them. On the trail it's just me and the dirt and if I get injured it's my own dam fault.Pau11y said:How do you get, "over yonder?"
You're wrong on all three counts, Msurk. Try again.msurk said:Driving is the most dangerous thing we do. Why is it that we don't give up driving when we hear a deadly crash horror story? I for one won't allow fear to run my life.
I'm wondering why the original poster posted this. Do you care so much about me, someone you never met, that you want to convince me not to road ride? Do feel you need to justify your decision not to road ride? Or is there enjoyment at a certain level in sharing a ghastly story?