After awhile I felt ready to go anywhere I pleased. So I decided to take a day trip out around the Palos Verdes peninsula. I woke up early on a Saturday morning, put on all my gear and headed down the road. I had never ridden in heavy traffic on highways and major roads before. They don't see you and don't care about you when they do see you.
People are mostly idiots when they get behind the wheel.
That's not a problem when you have two and a half tons of finely crafted American steel between you and the other guy, but when your protection is 18 ounces of Tiajuana leather it can be down right deadly. Other drivers will turn left right in front of you. They will change lanes right into you, pull into traffic from a side street right in front of you, cut you off, run stop signs in front of you, ride your tail about 1 foot back. They will dilberatly try to keep you from changing lanes to get around them. They will open doors in front of you to keep you from slot riding.