Scooter Pricks

Driving at 25 mph along a residential road, a scooter rider, you know the one, he sits right back on the passenger seat with some top F1 helmet and some silly pea-shooter exhaust, revving the nuts off the pure power of his 50 cc monster, waits till the last minute has gone and pulls out right in front of me.

Thank heavens for the 4x4's brakes, but then he has to show his manly prowess by pulling a wheelie inches from my front bumper,



then the twat stalls.

So nearly did he join the collection of bug splats on my front bumper.

He won't last long.

What's wrong with these idiots, can't they get a proper bike?

Answered my own question, methinks.