I spend a lot of time driving to and from work–about 45 minutes each way.
I get bored. I keep an eye out for faux bumper stickers. When I see something amusing, I snap photos. But only at stoplights (safety first).
Then Scooter Badass demanded that I take a daring in-motion photo.
I may have completely missed this guy, so I’m glad he was blasting his Lil’ Wayne so loudly that I heard it through my closed windows, above the din of traffic and my own radio tuned to NPR.
Banana yellow moped? Check.
Driver with shades, a backwards hat and layered skin-tight tanktops? Check.
Bandana hanging from rear pocket? Check.
Texting while driving? Check.
Overweight and unsecured Chihuahua in the cargo basket?