StoneY

Well, me and missus StoneY wake up, get our two young teenage daughters sorted, suit up, and head out at like 9.30 to get fuel, and shit done before we head to the Ulysses gig.

The Duc's running sweet, day's perfect and nothing to complain about, looking forward to voicing myself with 500+ bikers! Yeah!

And comin up Queens Drive, having past High St and almost at Rutherford, this bitch in the left lane swerves (without any formal notice) into the space my bike occupies, woah shit brake brake BRAKE!!!!

Ducati ST4's can do amazing endo's!
Missus StoneY was (no shit) 4 feet higher than normal, bike up on front wheel, me lookin down through the windscreen at the back bumper of this Holden Barina as it cut in on my wheel, on the spot where moments prior I had been aiming to be at my leisurely 30kmh

So this cow carries on through the roundabout, into the river carpark, and my endo results in Missus StoneY bouncing off the bike, and getting half dragged as i tried to regain stability

I was furious, so once the lovely Missus StoneY is back on the bike, we head into the carpark, up beside the lady, blast the horn for attention.

She says she didn't see me I tell her its because she didn't fucking look and she nearly killed us by her stupid driving

She had the grace to apologize but fuck me, my missus nearly quit riding with me there and then (but bravely got back on)

And on to fuel up, Duck pond, Parliament, great day, fuckin awesome end to a near disaster
BIKEOI is announced, I smited Nick Smith in a one on one debate, and life is fuckin great