Hey, Biker!

I was rolling down SR92 last week, along an inhabited stretch, when I passed two boys of early grade school age riding along on their bicycles.  One of 'em looked up and called cheerfully to me, "Hey, biker!"  I tooted the horn, glanced over, called back, "Hi, guys," and rode off into their sunset.

God bless that kid for not knowing the difference between a scooter and a big, Harley cruiser!  He made my day!

Biker, indeed!  LOL!