Hey is anyone else following this?? Gets interesting. Here's another quote (I'm bored)
About half an hour out of TB (thunder bay) there is a truck behind me! You’ve heard me praise them and you know how much I love them trucks and truckers. Been one and loved it. I know it, I understand it and I respect it. But this one would tailgate me when I could not move over. At one point he must be 10 feet behind me and I have nowhere to go! I slowed down to about 20-30 km/h and he would not pass me. He could but would not! Meanwhile the traffic is passing him and I like we are stopped.
I accelerate, gain distance, then he catches up. Then out of nowhere he puts all his lights on as he is tailgating me. I am not scared but I am getting pretty freaking pissed.
So I decide tp lay along and just go with it. Just keeping ahead of him enough!
45 minutes go like this and he will not pass me. At one point I yelled in my helmet “Ok! I have had enough of you! You Moth….. F……!
We are going up a hill, it is snowing, it is slippery and I am pissed off! I slow down enough that I am sure we could have walked! It is one lane and we are (For now) just him and I!
I pull over hoping he will just pass, but NOOOOO! He stops right behind me on the shoulder with his hazards on! AHHHHH! Play time!
I stay on my bike and he gets out of his truck and walks toward me. A guy in his 50’s big beer gut and I could smell him even though it was windy!
He comes right by me and says! What the F.. are you doing on the road? You don’t F.. belong here a**hole! Get off the road or I will get you off the road!
I turn and say I am doing 90 click you moron what the hell is your problem?
You he says!
I undo my helmet, take off my baklava and get off my bike without saying a word! I can’t he is won’t stop yacking! We are both standing on the shoulder and I am just listening!
I am thinking he will run out of breath and just move on! Plus I am too tired for this idiot!
Then he moves toward me as to grab my jacket. I have my helmet in my right hand. Well! I don’t know what happened but somehow my helmet made contact with his ugky face and he fell backward in the ditch!
Now the funny thing is that he is flat on his back. His feet up the little hill in the ditch and his head lower! Oh Yeah! And there must be 3 feet of snow! Therefore Mr Fatass could not get up. He is starting to roll and trying to get up but he is struggling and he is not dressed for snow games! His big belly is flopping all over the snow, his shirt is riding up his back and He just can’t get up? At that very moment I am thinking! This would not be the right time to leave a man in the snow alone! So I stay while he is grunting, mumbling, swearing and I think….. farting!! Yep!!!
After about 4-5 minutes of watching him Butterball do the frosty bacon dance, he finally gets on his feet! Not out of the ditch yet! But at least he on his feet! As he is just about to come up and start yelling I tell him “Man! Do not say a f***ing word? Walk on and drive off! If you don’t you will not get up the next time I hit you! You got it?
Look at my bike, look at my plate and make damn sure you memorize it, because next time I will leave you in the f***ing ditch to freeze unconscious! Got it? As I an standing in front of him with my helmet on the ground by now and my gloved fist against his chest!
So! Mr Arnold brothers transport! If you read this! I hope the crack of your butt thawed out in your Big Volvo rig!
There you have it! My event of the day.
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You should go check for the latest update! He made it and is coming home tomorrow! Wild stories. Well done Paul!