Caught
It was bound to happen sooner or later. The simple nature of riding a motorcycle is you are exposed to the elements. Forget about turning on the A/C, and with summer here it's been getting hot. As soon as you stop moving, you start sweating. The other day I was riding home from Tampa and wouldn't you know it, it started to rain. Better yet, it started to monsoon. Needless to say by the time I got home I was drenched, but the bike was clean! It wasn't pleasant. It feels like pins and needles poking you everywhere. I checked the weather that morning and it wasn't supposed to rain. But, the weathermen also projected a few major hurricanes last year and we see how that panned out.
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We were out one night at dinner and the storm started to roll in. We left and it started to rain just as we rolled onto the road. It was only 5 miles to home but it was the longest 5 miles of my LIFE! My helmet I had one didn't even have a face mask and my face got pounded.
It's 103 degrees in North Carolina.
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