Unfortunately, she is smellin’ the coffee. That has to be a consideration of hers. There’s ‘nuff that’ll take gettin’ out ah werk, paid, ta screw things up for e’erbody else.
‘Oh, boss. I hurt my little self on that nasty thing you made me ride. Workmen’s comp, please.’
God help ya if ya hit a poor, innocent citizen with one the things. Until the city settles the nuisance suit they’ll be permanently disabled ‘n in severe pain 24/7. After they get the check they’ll enjoy a miracle ‘n fully recover.
They bought a couple of those things, after I quit, to patrol downtown. Where they already had a well trained bicycle patrol. The things are so slow, the best thing to do if someone books is to get off ‘n run after ‘em. The bike guys will catch ‘em.