Okay, losers. This is for you. I can understand your decision to not wear any protective gear other than the skateboard helmet that you borrowed from your older brother who works at IHOP. It's your hide, and some people really like the sensation of a cheese grater against exposed tendons and teeth getting knocked into sinus cavities. I can understand your decision not to get any training. After all, you once rode a motorcycle (both in terms of history and frequency) and think "I had to lay it down" and "using the front brakes means I'll flip over the bars" is God's righteous advice to the uninformed. But JEEBUS ON A STICK...do you somehow think that wearing a tube top at night on your too-ample-for-a-tube-top-at-night body exposing your pasty-white skin combined with that stupid black lid will somehow make your wobbling, untrained, non-mirror-using ass more visible? Jeebus. No wonder scoot riders get classified as non-riders. Woman is riding home last night on some chinese pissant 4-stroker that must've just come out of the crate, running like a diesel on pancake syrup. Of course, I didn't see her in the adjacent lane until I was about 20 yards behind her 2w taillight. Using my spidey sense, JM smarts, and MSF RC eagle eye, I notice that she is wobbling down the road, elbows-out, looking straight ahead stiffly, exuding "I just got this today" fear-amones so I backed off to give her room to crash w/o scratching my POS Jeep. Sure enough, just prior to an intersection, she darts into my right front fender. Didn't know I was there. About a nanosecond before her Jing-Ma Happy Flea would've bounced off the mighty jeep, I laid on the horn. Not the polite "hey, I'm here" honk, but one of those 5-second YOU DUMBASS blats. Sure enough, she jumps, a lump appears in her spandex britches, and she wobbles off in another random direction. I rolled down the passenger window and yelled GET SOME TRAINING AND REFLECTIVE GEAR DUMBASS. Which probably sounded like "DID YOU BUY THAT TUBE TOP AT KMART OR WALMART?" Feck.