Favorite roadside comments?

[Slavomir Musilek (R.I.P.)]

during summer I go to work on my Guzzi, and every day when going home in the evening I stop on quite remote gas station on way home. Station is quite remote and is off the main city, so it is quite calm and offers beautiful seeside to the country. Stop there, get coffe (Lavazza, hm!) and newspapers. Relax and enjoy the end of the day. One day a little, bit fatty, boy (8yrs or so) came to see the bike. He was holding an ice cream and licking it wery loudly. Hi! I told him. Hm... You Man, he told me with excitement, how fast does this thing can go? Hm. Pretty fast, I replied, 220 KPH. Sorry, I thought this bike can go MUCH faster, he replied and walked away. That was the only moment I regret not having and R1