Insurance is Latin for Fuck You

‎My Sportster renewal came in today and it's $45 more this year. Five years no tickets, accidents or claims. So I call them to inquire why the increase. In a nutshell my rates went up because of all the other shitty drivers out there causing accidents.

So much for careful driving or brand loyalty. I inform them that since my good driving havits mean shit to them not to expect my renewal payment, I will be getting my insurance from another company.

"Hold Please,"

"Mr. Morrow we have been able to find some previously unused discounts to apply to your policy that will lower your renewal to your previous amount."

I told them that if you don't get a check from me by the renewal date I have gone elsewhere....

Nice Day for Ridin'...

Today is clear and cooler so after my morning round of Disc Golf at Loriella I pulled out the Sporty and did some riding.

It has finally gotten back to a comfortable situation when riding. Not too hot that you melt at a stop ling and when you are riding the wind feels like a blow dryer in your face.

In seven days the Ace Race in Harrisonburg is happening. If the weather cooperates I'll ride out for that and hit Skyline in the afternoon.

Rode to Work Today...

The weather is finally cooling down enough to enjoy some riding. Either it has been hotter than hell or apocalyptic lightning storms would go through the area every evening.

It's kind of been a blessing in disquise. I have actually been getting a little bored with riding lately. It might have something to do with my clutch fuckin' with me again. But that will be dealt with in the winter.

Hopefully the crisp clear skies of Fall will allow me to make a few trips up to Skyline for the autumn colors.