What a coincidence! So was I!!
That is, I
was, until I lanesplit through a
really narrow gap at 110km/h, and misjudged it a fraction. My right-hand mirror the helmet of a guy on a scooter, fell off, and hit me hard on the forearm, making me pin the throttle. Next thing I know, I'm up on one wheel, and can't see where the fook I'm going, coz there's a fookn big blue gastank in my face!

So, I peer around it to the left, and natcherly, the bike veers that way too, and before you know it, I'm off the verge and into the shrubbery. Just as I though "OH NOES! I'm gonna hit that big concrete wall!!" I spied a big bump off to the right, so I headed for, launching the bike about 2 metres into the air, clearing the concrete barrier. "Phew!" thought I, but too soon, as the busway was covered with diesel and bus spooge, and I lost it, crashed, and the bike exploded into flames, and I died.
"Oh well...." I thought, but a tad prematurely, because just then the Northerner came along, heading south, and squished me like a hedgepig, and I died all over again.

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