Why Doesn't Grandma Wear a Helmet?


Grand daughter Zoe shamed me.  Actually I do wear a helmet while triking, but was cavalier about safety while scootering.
So, I pimped my ride with a tall safety flag; 1 flashing white front light; 2 flashing red rear lights; Yield 
I mean really...  If a driver still can’t see me, he’s either blind, having a heart attack or is trying to hit me.  There’s only so much you can do.

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