my Harley My job has taken me to California from time to time over the past twenty some odd years. I recently elected to ride my Harley-Davidson motorcycle out to Silicone Valley rather than fly on a commercial airline. I felt flying out to California from Alabama was just too dangerous.

I was riding my Harley to work on the California Bay Area freeways when I observed a female driver cut right in front of a pickup truck, causing him to swerve on to the shoulder to avoid hitting her.

california traffic This evidently angered the driver enough that he hung his arm out his window and "flipped the bird" at the woman driver.

"Man, that guy is REALLY, REALLY, stupid," I thought to myself. I always smile nicely and wave in a sheepish manner whenever a female does anything to me in traffic, and here's why.

I rode 48 miles each way every day to work while in California. That's 96 miles each day. Of that, 16 miles each way, was bumper-to-bumper. Most of the bumper-to-bumper was on an 8 lane highway. There were 7 cars every 40 feet for 32 miles. That works out to be 982 cars every mile, or 31,424 cars. Even though the rest of the 32 miles is not bumper-to-bumper, I figure I pass at least another 4000 cars.

That brings the number to something on the order of 36,000 motor vehicles that I passed every single day.


Statistically, females drove half of these vehicles.That means I passed approximately 18,000 women drivers, on average, each and every day I commuted to work on my Harley while in California AND

Stocastically, that means that, for EVERY SINGLE DAY I commute in California, I will ride past AT LEAST ONE female driver that:

  1. had a lousy love life
  2. thought men were her biggest problem
  3. had seriously considered suicide or homicide
  4. had P.M.S.
  5. was armed

Flip one off? I think not!!!! I didn't study mathematics for naught...

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