After Charlene and Pat left us yesterday, we stopped to gas up and saw a different kind of bike.
"Is that a motorcycle?" I asked the couple. (Click on any of these pictures to make them larger.)
The lady answered in the affirmative, and I took some time to look the thing over. It's a trike disguised as a car! Legally, they have to wear helmets because Missouri demands that bikers wear helmets.
See? Handlebars. This is a motorcycle that three people could ride, though.
It has a Chevy engine with a Harley front end; the Harley people won't work on it, though.
It's called "Ecstasy"; all Google searches on that name lead nowhere, so I'm assuming it is no longer being built.
We're having the strangest rainstorm right now. An hour ago I was strolling outside looking at my flowers beneath blue skies. After I came in, I began hearing distant thunder. Turning on the TV, I saw that south-eastern Jackson Country has this tiny storm system going on. We soon lost our Dish signal, and next thing you know the skies opened up and we had a downpour, along with some strong winds. It's about over now.
This is the same kind of pop-up storm that caught us on the motorcycle both Saturday and Sunday. Weird, but part of living in Missouri.
Oh, and we got a half-inch of rain in about thirty minutes.