I can hear Jimi

This is Jimi.

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I'm sure his real name is not Jimi, but I happened to be listening to Jimi Hendrix when I met him, and I never got his real name, so I call him Jimi. It was either call him Jimi, or call him Hello Kitty, because dude apparently really loved Hello Kitty. Look closely at the picture and you'll see three Hello Kitty stickers: one on the lower middle part of the motorcycle, and two on his helmet, which is sitting on the gas tank just behind the windscreen.

I happened to meet Jimi because we both stopped at the highest point of the route between Florence and Citta di Castello. Here's a map:

This is a picture of what I was looking at when Jimi rolled up:

The exchange that I had with Jimi was one of the more unique interactions that I have ever had. He rolled up and asked if he could take a picture of myself and the motorcycle, to which I agreed. Then he offered to let me take a picture of him, which you see above. Shortly thereafter, he and I had a conversation in broken Italian wherein we discussed motorcycling, the Italian countryside, and the fact that despite Psy's overwhelming appeal and popularity, Carly Ray Jepsen will have a longer 15 minutes of fame.

Motorcyclists are a weird lot.