In my old guy space I would nod to some guys in recognition of their space, rarely were words used. I would usually not openly speak to women that I did not know simply because I did not want them to feel threatened or unsafe. In my guy biker world my nod, if given, was a sign of recognition and mutual respect. Now I have two personas, one the neat crazy old grandma, I can talk to anyone (kids to other grandmas and bikers alike) and both I and they will feel safe and enjoy it. The second is my, "bad ass biker chic" mode. When I ride my Harley I own my space, acknowledge who I choose to only when I choose to, anyone else usually doesn't have the nerve to enter my space. When out riding, I feel much like a cat, choosing who and when to bestow attention. I feel I nail the biker chic look and for some unknown and totally uncharacteristic reason, I find I love this new persona.