Vroom…Vroom!

I’ll talk with just about anyone. I told him I photographed his bike. He said it was ok as long as I didn’t photograph his license plate, which I hadn’t. I asked if I could take his picture and he said yes. His gal told him to pull his shirt out all the way.

Thinking of friends (not Hells Angels) from my wilder days who rode motorcycles. Here’s hoping they’re all safe.