Join Date: Mar 2010
Location: Peoria Illinois
Sometimes....but....some years back on a ride to Colorado, my Wife and I stopped under an overpass to get out of the sun, off the bike and have some cigarettes.
We noticed a car a short distance away with the hood up, so we walked over to ask if we could help. The guy was outside, the woman inside the car, and after we asked him what the problem was, I could hear him whispering to his wife, "Roll up the windows, lock the doors".
Now, I'm a clean shaven, short-haired, 5-10, 170-pound guy (or was then). My late wife was an ex-model with nice teeth and a friendly smile.
I was on a Kaw and she on her Suzuki. Obviously, we were outlaws intent on rape and pillage...
So much for being the good samaritian...