" I need to be damn mindful of it when I'm out on the motorcycle"
I did a lot of a motorcycle riding for the entire 10 years I lived in South Florida. Riding a bike in Florida has the extra added risk of sharing the road with what we used to call "Blue Hairs". Blue hairs are the nice "Old Ladies" who had just left their hair dressers and their hair seemed to have a bluish hew to it.
Anyhow, while riding on a double lane roads in FL, the "Blue Hairs" tended to not look when they wanted to change lanes and would just change lanes at anytime with absolutely no warning. That would make us pucker up when we had a Big Ass Lincoln just change lanes in front of our bikes and almost run us over. This happened very often.
This just added to the fun of survival. . .