I looked out my driveway to see a Harley Davidson parked across the end of the driveway. The rider was a big burly guy, shaved head and the full Harley regalia. I did what any rider what do – I offered assistance.
I got him off the dangerous corner that is the end of my driveway and made my tools available to sort out his issue. It was clear this guy was a hard-core rider and living the life. He also was a really nice guy and incredibly appreciative of my assistance. It should also be noted that two car drivers stopped to offer assistance.
There is nothing quite like a motorcycle broken down beside the road to attract those who are happy to offer assistance.