As I've written on the blog before, this is what really pisses me off:
You can't see 95% of the kid, but trust me, he's nestled between his grandpa and the handlebars, enjoying a little second hand smoke.
Just when I thought it couldn't get any worse, the grandfather took off his helmet and hung it on the mirror. No, silly, not the child's helmet, the grandpas helmet. The child was never wearing a helmet.