The Maniac returns

Here's one for you Mom & Dad. And I'm not sure if its better than the train or not.

So let's go back a few years, or a few months for my parents, and remember the crazy biker jerk that would do wheelies up and down Hwy 22 at outragious speeds, weeving in and out of traffic like a maniac and somehow never attracting cops.

When I lived with my parents on McGarrell we had a biker with a very loud bike that was probably the great great grandson of the guy that the "disturbing the peace" laws were made after. He was an annoyance to us and our neighbours and risked lives with the way he rode. He also distrupted many nice relaxing moments on the patio. Everytime we heard that little no good... well, you get the picture.... our blood would boil.

After I moved to Niagara I kind of forgot about him and it seemed that when I visited my parents, he usually didn't show up. But now, quite recently, he's back, and its worse. I also face Hwy 22 like may parents did but 11 floors up makes most road noise a peaceful reminder of the city you love, even with the windows open. It's high enough to sleep peacefully at night with your windows wide open and one of the busy streets in London below you. Unless biker boy comes out to play.

He came back a couple weeks ago and continues to fly down Hwy 22 at all hours of the day and night. But this year, he has a new bike, and this one has no semblance of a muffler at all. He reves his engine, and I start to hear him from Adelaide and Fanshawe (I've watched him when I hear him coming and I can actually see 8 city blocks down the road from my balcony). Just before Richmond street, the noise gets loud enough to scare Jingle under the bed. At Fanshawe and North Centre, I can't hear a thing in the house, windows open or closed, and feel the apartment vibrate. At Fanshawe and Louise, the sound starts to pass and I start to hear angry shouts of drivers and home owners on the road. At Fanshawe and Wonderland, it's a distant sound but I'm so angry now that I barely notice the sound has dissapated. After he passes Wonderland, I go searching for Jingle and try to get her out her hiding spot.

And this year, to top it off, biker boy has a boyfriend!! One who usually follows about 10 seconds behind him. I have watched these two runs cars to the side of the road, weave into oncoming traffic, run red lights, and speed in excess of 100km in a 60km zone. How, after years of this, has our police not done something about it?! He's a menace, so is his boyfriend, they will hurt innocent people, and need to be punished!

And I don't like anything that scares my little girl so much.

There I said my peace, I'm okay now until his next joy ride.