In the 57 years that I've been on this planet I've never had a traffic ticket, I've never been arrested for anything, and I've had to work very hard for the few possessions I own. Most people would say that I'm a "stand up" kind of guy with more patience than most folks have when dealing with weird and stupid behavior. But even I have a limit, and here's my rant. I currently own a 2009 Harley-Davidson Fat Bob. I'm a long time rider and although I'm a devout Harley-Davidson man, I have owned many makes and models over the years (my first bike was a Norton Commando which I rode while I customized Harleys for people back in the early 70's) figure that one out. Yes, Harleys were expensive back then too, and I was just a teenager without a fat wallet. So my point is that I'm no stranger to two wheeled travel. While riding over the last year I have had 3 life threatening encounters with Sport Bikes, Crotch Rockets, Rice Burners, (call them whatever you like) ridden by mindless and dangerously stupid, young, inexperienced riders. I'VE HAD ENOUGH!!!!! Each one of these encounters was exactly the same. I'm riding along (usually in the center of my lane) doing the speed limit, (which in 2 of the instances was 70mph the other one 55mph), when I'm passed at 80mph or faster by a guy on a metric IN MY LANE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Last night I almost lost my cool and contemplated going after the rider. The only thing that stopped me was that he had a young girl on the back with him and I didn't think what I wanted to do to him would have been fair for her to be involved in. Are you hearing me here? HE DID THIS WITH A PASSENGER ON THE BACK!!!!! Now personally, I really don't care what people do as long as their action doesn't hurt others or put others at risk of bodily harm. If you want to get drunk or high....go for it. JUST DON'T COME AROUND ME OR GET ON THE ROAD I'M ON. If you want to ride your bike 100 miles an hour or more and kill yourself because you're feeling indestructable or because you have a death wish....go for it. But do it away from the rest of us who appreciate our lives and respect other people's lives. I'm getting old now, but I remember a time when motorcyclists had RESPECT for each other. It didn't matter what make you rode, anyone on 2 wheels was a brother. We waved to each other... metric or Harley because we shared a love and a passion for motorcycles that non-riders didn't understand. I miss those days, and I know they're never coming back. Sad ain't it?