Reese's Pieces or plain M&Ms. They hit the windshield and splatter like a big bug. (Loud, too). If the cager uses the wipers, they'll be pulling over really soon. No damage, no evidence, no tailgater.

Of course this is all theoretical, not like I know this to be fact...

 

BEST thing for me is to stay off the interstate. Moron drivers and the crotch rocket riders make it quite unpleasant. I'm never in a hurry so I take Federal, A1A or Dixie where I can do a comfortable 40.

 

+1 I can not approve or condone any action against a moron cager, I have been the one dropping ball bearing and/or marbles before. I use to carry a big rock in the cable webbing on my bike and threw it at several cars, and breaking several windows, but as you get older you get wiser, or at least hope so. The ideal of remembering the tag # and catching up with them later is a good ideal but only if you and them live in the same town, or you can get their information based on the tag # you have

 

now thats funny,

no, thats great, where do i get the add ons.??.

How bout a machine gun rising out of the rear touring box and pointing at the vehicle behind ya....

 

I am with you. I ride very laid back and defensively. No sense getting all wadded up over stupidity. Throwing crap at people can only lead to innocent bystanders getting injured also, so just don't do it. How would you like to be riding a long and get taken out by some butt wads ball bearings bouncing down the road. Kill someone and you could go to prison for it. Just not worth it. Slow down and move over when it is safe. Slowing down usually gets the attention of a tailgater making them back off a little. And remember be NICE. Always be nice and you will feel better and enjoy the ride.

 

Ok that may be the best idea I saw. Oh how I'd love to do that to my bike. lol

 

Why dont ya just drop that burger on them.

 

Get you a "get back whip" follow them until they stop, then whip their azz!

 

I was at a restaurant for lunch and the older woman that waits on me noticed my helmet. I was afraid someone would knock my new helmet off of the bike so I brought it in even though I could see the bike from where I sit. I brought my helmet in with me and had my keys and get back whip inside it. She looked at the whip and asked me what it was for. I hesitated just a few seconds while I thought about the answer. She continued the conversation before I could answer and asked me which end did I use on the cars. Made me smile and before I could answer that --she told me when her husband died she gave his whip and hammer to his brother. I know he has been dead for awhile--what I didn't know till today was that he was old school.

 

My best friend had just got his cafe racer finished so we went for a little ride way out on this rural road. There was a slight bend in the road and another road joining at the bend with a yield sign. I was cruising throug the bend at probably 60 and this dumb *** girl was texting blew through the yield and if I wouldn't have seen it and throttled down she would have broad sided me. We flipped around and caught her at a gas station for a "what the hell confrontation"....she didn't even notice us at all she didn't see that she was inches from my leg with her frigg'n jetta. She thought we were just giving her crap. I can't believe how unaware people will let themselves be in 300 pound missles.