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I met a guy passing in my lane over a hill earlier this year. I had my wife on back. She was looking at the hills and never saw him. We missed each other by maybe a foot. I was running about 60, he was really moving-90 or more. I pulled over a mile up the road to calm down and quit shaking. My wife asked me what she had "felt".
I'm not going to describe his bike, but it was rare and expensive, especially here in Arkansas.
Someone was killed on that same stretch of road on an identical bike. I really think it was him. He entered a right hander hot and went across the oncoming lane and into a metal guardrail on the other side of the road. If anybody had been coming the opposite way...
Thing is, he was middle aged. He had been riding for a long time and had a reputation as being very skilled. Tiered licensing would not have kept him off his literbike.
I feel for his family, but I'm glad he only killed himself.
I understand using bikes to blow off steam and escape from the real world, but there has to be a limit on public roads.
These morons have brought police attention to the popular AR roads which used to be almost completely unpatrolled. Thanks, tards.
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jeff tarlton
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