...i'm not sure the title really says it all, but i have to share this story from my mum (70+)..... yesterday she was driving her little car along the highway when she noticed the temperature gauge heading waaaaaay over into the red. she remembered seeing a lot of water on the floor of her garage before she headed out. as little old ladies do, she debated whether to keep going where she was going or head home or find a garage. she decided (thank goodness) to go to a garage near her home. when she got to the garage, there were cars and people everywhere - seeing as how it was the only garage in her local area open that early on the public holiday. she parked her car, scanned the crowd, and saw the ONLY biker in the joint and decided to ask him to help her out. so she rocks up to him and asks could he help her work out where to put the water........ i gather he was really helpful, took plenty of time, explained what he was doing, checked that the temp needle stayed down, that the engine was cool before he started filling with water etc etc etc......took over half an hour.....considering he was about to put on his helmet and head off, i reckon that in itself was a great thing he did. but, as my mother does....she engaged him in conversation (my mother will talk to ANYONE!!!! )......and in the course of the chat, the biker asked her why she asked him to help out. as he said - many ladies of her generation would have been afraid of him. she replied that last year she would never have dared approach him, but that her daughter (me) had just started riding and had told her how helpful the bike community have been. and so, my mum knew that if she asked the biker for help, he, of all those at the garage, would be the one who would help her. i dunno - maybe it's just my mum.....but i reckon there are probly other stories out there where just cause you ride, your family have changed their mind about bike riders......?