Bob, at 09:48 on Apr 16 1996, you wrote to Bill Grimsley...

BL> I don't think I'd like to try it on a bike!

BG> It's kind of like waiting to die, then somehow miraculously
BG> surviving. I've had some pretty scary things happen during my
BG> life, but that would easily rate amongst the worst. 

BL> ROFL! Not only do you have to remember whioch way the road went, but
BL> on a bike you have to remember which way is up!

At least physics takes care of that problem.  Still a proper bastard when
you're halfway through a fast curve though.

BL> My funniest story is the time we were coming back from Bathurst in
BL> light snow and heavy fog, just poking along, and on the Bell Road I
BL> cold hardly see a thing, but everyone was overtaking me! I'd try to
BL> tag on behind, but they were all driving like maniacs. And as soon as
BL> I slowed down to a merely suicidal speed, he next lot would overtake
BL> me. Finally I said: "There's something wrong," and when I
pulled over
BL> to the side of the road and got out, it was a beautifully clear night.

BL> The fog had cleared but the car had misted up inside!

ROFL!  I'd call you a fuckwit, but as the same thing has happened to me, I
think I'll refrain on this occasion.  :)

Regards, Bill

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