Epitaph of a Harley Rider

Motorists beware

Yesterday I was riding my Harley
  listening to Reggae by Bob Marley.

Cool breezes blew through my hair
  and I rode on without any care.

Then Lo and Behold I could see
  a car pulling out in front of me.

In vain I yelled out an expletive curse
  and today I am riding a hearse.