Austin says, "I support the helmet law 100 percent. You should wear a full-face helmet. If your jaw hits the street at 65, that's a bad damn day."
I ask him if he's been in any serious accidents.
"The second bike I had was a Honda that I wrecked. I was down for four months with a broken arm and foot. I had road rash, too. Jeans don't hold up at freeway speeds."
I talked to one couple who had similar bikes. I asked them, "Would the relationship work if you had different bikes?" They said, "Probably. Since we are a mixed marriage, people usually ask if that works. I say, 'Mixed marriages do work. And so do mixed drinks.'"
A few guys were making fun of each other's bikes, but it was in good spirits. I asked Austin about the friendly ribbing, and he said, "My first bike was a Suzuki Katana. Someone called that a 'Can-a-tuna.'"
I overheard Austin talking about chicken strips, and I became Homer Simpson: "Mmmm...chicken strips and tuna." Turns out a chicken strip is a portion of the bike tire that is unused because the rider is too chicken to lean the bike into turns.
As I was leaving, somebody offered to let me try out his bike. I declined. Didn't want to change the meaning of "Crasher."
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