Listen, car drivers kill us motorcyclists and scooter riders all the time by pulling out in front of us.
Because of this, please cut us a little slack when we’re wary around you.
To the guy pulling out of the gas station this morning: there you were, squinting into the sun, shielding your eyes with your hand. I was coming from the direction of the sun. You (of course) had no turn signal on, but I surmised you were about to turn left – from the great US turn signal.
The US turn signal, incidentally, is the two round black rubber things at the front of your car which can often – but not always – be relied upon to be pointing in the general direction you intend to turn. That’s all you’ve given me to work with… I’m sorry. Continue reading A Word to Car Drivers