Bob, at 08:39 on Apr 11 1996, you wrote to Russell Brooks...

BL> I did that in smoke once. A farmer was burning off, I drove into
BL> the dip, and suddenly... which way did the road go? I was lucky I
BL> guessed right. It's amazing how much you rely on your eyes, and how
BL> lousy your memory is in a situation like that. You are left with an
BL> "impression" that the road sort-of goes left.

I know the feeling quite well.  Way back in 1970, I was riding my Harley on
the old Pacific Highway near Wyong, middle of the night, no other traffic,
no moon etc., and halfway around a fast left-hander, the headlamp blew! 
Switched to high beam, but it had gone as well.  It was like being inside a
bloody cow, and now I know how a blind person feels.  Oddly enough, when I
finally came to a screaming stop, I was straddling the centre-line, and all
I had to do was replace the headlamp, then clean the shit off the bike's
seat...

Regards, Bill

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