I swear guys who ride Harley's have a superiority complex ... and the majority of them seem to HATE even acknowledging my existance. My buddy and I went for a nice 3 hour round trip ride the other day, and we stopped in a little town called Black Canyon City to gas up on the way back. I park next to some dude on a harley and stop off my bike. I take the lid off and smile, nod my head, and say "Hey, what's up?" ... just trying to be friendly. The guy seriously just stared at me for I swear almost a whole minute, then got on his bike and rode off.
What the hell!???
What the hell!???
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