Some time before 8 this morning, a biker (older silver Suzuki?) was skittled on Onewa Road. Must've been serious, judging by the number of people helping him out. He seemed to have been turfed off the bike and onto the verge / into the hedge. Not good.
Just after that, some dumb-arse on a Kawasaki GPZ passes me. Fair enough, and he was in control, as he split to the outside then sat in the RH lane. But (however!) when I split up the middle, his pecker shrank (I could hear it, I tellsya!) and he went roaring down the outside, into oncoming traffic, to prove his manhood.![]()
Either he didn't see the crashed bike, or he had no imagination / commonsense.![]()
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