I’m all about the feel of wind rushing by when riding a motorcycle, but a rider in Florida took things a bit too far. Apparently a man from Ocala, Florida, was arrested for riding naked on his motorcycle. Not a stitch of clothing on. Not even socks.
 
Seems like the 45-year-old suspect had a few too many beers and not enough wings at the local Hooters restaurant. The guy blew .178 on the ol’ Breathalyzer, well over the state’s .08 limit. But where the hell are his clothes? In the Hooters’ parking lot?
 
Funnier yet, it was a female officer that initially pulled him over. I’m sure she heard about that one back at the station.
 
“Can I see your license and registration, please?”
 
Luckily, he didn’t pull one out.

I admit that I’ve ridden like a yahoo when I was young – no shirt, cut-off shorts, hi-top shoes. But I’ve never ridden totally commando. Don’t plan on ever being a two-wheeled Lady Godiva, either. Saw a couple naked guys riding around at the Buffalo Chip in Sturgis, and I’m still scarred. It’s not a pretty sight.