A delve into the twisted pysche that makes up the avatar bearing the Hornet.
Well last year I was clobbered at school in the back of the head around March. By a frikken frisbee. Concussed me so badly I was off school for two terms and still hadn't come right by the 3rd term. Couldn't concentrate, talk or walk properly for that time and just trying to string a thought together was mayhem on the brain. Wifey basically had a zombie for a hubby and it was a while before things came right. Of course no riding a bike, that was blardy hard bejesus ...