I can now say that a stock bike horn helped save my life. Coming back up I95 from Baltimore (at 20 mph), some moron in a silver Prius wearing a pale blue button down shirt and sucking on a coffee tried to lane change into me. I wasn't terribly worried when Mr. coffee sucking space cadet started drifting over the line. When I checked over my shoulder from the far right of my lane and there was nowhere to go because there was some slow ass in front of me, and another asshole trying to cram his car up my tailpipe I started to get unhappy. When I looked back I laid on the horn. Luckily space cadet moron yuppy heard the horn, or the next thing he would have heard was his stupid little hybrid's door crumpling under my boot.
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So you think you're ready to ride? So if i ran up to you with a belt sander would you feel safe????
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