Dejavu

As i rode to work this morning, I was confronted by a scene so familiar I couldn't help feeling like it was a set up. Today I met a biker at exactly the same spot along the Jinja road traffic controls where I'd met "the Biker." Amazingly he was riding a similar bike and I must confess he did look hotter than the current Biker.

I tried to dodge through the traffic but he pulled up next to me and complimented me on the fact that I was a female rider. If it had not been for the different date, I'd have sworn I was dreaming of what had happened on the day i met the Biker.

He tried to engage me in small talk about where I'd bought my rodeo bags and he said he liked my bike. I found this statement faulty considering that he was riding a beautiful Honda Shadow that looked exactly like the one the Biker recently sold off. I deliberately refused to volunteer any information about myself and let the opportunity to get to know him pass me by. I am however convinced that my big excitement is drawing closer especially after spending a long uneventful night with the Biker.