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As I approached a red light the other day, I noticed a homeless/crazy guy walking in the middle of the street yelling at cars and waving his arms. Luckily there was no one in front of me, so I started to plan my escape even before I got to a stop, in case this nutball tried something. Sure enough, as soon as I came to a stop, the guy makes a beeline for me, and says "Hey man, let me borrow your bike".
That was all I needed - as I checked for cross traffic and revved the motor to get ready to launch, he grabbed my arm for God knows what purpose. I didn't wait to find out. Let out the clutch (doing my first ever motorcycle burnout), and got the hell out of there. Thankfully I launched with enough force to break the tackle - he was a pretty big guy and had a good grip on my arm.
I figured that he wasn't really going to get the bike in any case - if he pushed/pulled me off the bike, it would have tipped and shut off. That would give me enough time to call for help or at least get the keys while he was fiddling with it. No way he was going to make off with the bike. I'm just glad that I got out of there okay.
Can you believe that crap?
That was all I needed - as I checked for cross traffic and revved the motor to get ready to launch, he grabbed my arm for God knows what purpose. I didn't wait to find out. Let out the clutch (doing my first ever motorcycle burnout), and got the hell out of there. Thankfully I launched with enough force to break the tackle - he was a pretty big guy and had a good grip on my arm.
I figured that he wasn't really going to get the bike in any case - if he pushed/pulled me off the bike, it would have tipped and shut off. That would give me enough time to call for help or at least get the keys while he was fiddling with it. No way he was going to make off with the bike. I'm just glad that I got out of there okay.
Can you believe that crap?