That's said to hear about.
I use to be a HARDCORE commuter. 30 miles each way rain or shine over the most congested bridge in the US. It’s legal to lane share (i.e. go in between cars) within reason here in CA, and I learned a WHOLE DIFFERENT set of survival skills (i.e. watch the drivers’ heads, they often look where that are intending to turn, and an empty space in an open lane is often being eyed by a car driver as well so don’t dart for the center or far side of the lane only move into the closest and then slowly move where I want to be in the lane, stay in there mirror and look in their eyes). Most importantly, keep open a line of retreat. If I feel boxed in then I floor it to a place that is more open.
Since I’ve moved out of the area and am only 6 miles from work there’s no incentive to use the motorcycle. I don’t know how I did it.
I guess I still need that danger and frequent public ranges where morons rent guns, then ask for my help loading or unjamming it and hand me a gun not pointed down range with the safety off
