Brought the bike to work today and on the way, I'm riding threw a small residential area, I'm taking the longer way to work, not my usual route. The posted limit is 30 and I was actually cruising at 30 (I'm in no hurry to get to work), I see out of the corner of my helmet some guy about to throw a stick, I soon realize, he has no dog and it is a chunk of 2x4 and he is aiming it at me. I hit the throttle and get out of the area. As I'm riding away, I'm thinking why the hell did I do that, I'm wearing amoured gloves, amoured coat, full face helmet and steel toe boots: I probably would have faired quite well. But then, who knows what kind of crazy that guy was. I probably wouldn't have even seen the guy if I was doing 50 km/h but at 30, I had some time to look around. What a weird ride, usually its cagers that try to kill me.