Dear Guy On A Motorcycle:
I will not insult my friends who ride by calling you a biker or motorcyclist. The bikers I know would NOT have come barreling up 7th ave at 40 MPH or more. They would not have flown over the RR tracks where cars, on 2nd st. would never see you when they pulled out from their stop sign. My ridin' friends would have enough regard for the child on the back of the bike to ride carefully.
You should feel fortunate that I wasn't a cop there. Not only would you have been given a speeding ticket, a ticket for careless driving, but, I would have surely tried to have your hide nailed to a barn door for child endangerment.
I bet you thought you were pretty smart, pulling that stunt. Well, I'll tell you this, I am going to buy two brand new putty knives and have them handy to scrape what's left of you off the pavement when you get what you have coming. I just hope that when that happens, that innocent child is at a sleepover at his friends'