As a rider, I have a special kind of hatred for those who "Roll Coal."

I live in Idaho, arguably one of the more "Redneck" states in the US. As a result, we have a disproportionately high population of people with massive, overly lifted, straight piped trucks. Or "Compensation Machines" as I like to call them.While I personally don't see the appeal of a vehicle that unwieldy and unbalanced, I'm also a firm believer in the philosophy of "to each their own."However, I draw the line at those who modify their exhausts to belch massive clouds of black smoke every time they pull away from a stoplight.If you do this, you are an asshole. I don't care for your justification.My motorcycle is not my only vehicle. I also have a car. Oftentimes, the reason I choose my bike over my car is when it's a nice day, and I want to get out and enjoy it. I want to feel the fresh air, the sunlight. When I'm on my bike, I don't have a nice air filtration system like I do in my car, but the vast majority of the time, I actually prefer it that way.So when I'm at a stoplight behind a huge, spray painted matte black truck with offensive and hateful bumper stickers plastered all over the rear window, I know my ride is about to be ruined.Sure enough, the inevitable gaseous abomination that billows my way invariably causes me to start coughing, my eyes to start watering, my mood to start souring. As someone very susceptible to poor air quality, I know I'll be feeling the effects of this smog for the next hour or longer.So, as a motorcycle rider who enjoys the outdoors, fuck you to all the coal rollers out there. Fuck your Compensation Machines. Fuck your fragile masculinity. Fuck your disdain for the environment and other people around you.I hope your truck gets totaled and you get given a Prius as a loaner. via /r/motorcycles https://www.reddit.com/r/motorcycles/comments/b71ula/as_a_rider_i_have_a_special_kind_of_hatred_for/?utm_source=ifttt