I used to dream of having a locked rear wheel! I had no front wheel, no back wheel, and no road. My motorcycle was on fire at 200mph with nothing but my feet for wheels and brakes, while I was being attacked by ninjas with poison darts, a squadron of machine gunners using me for target practice, there was monstertrucks pullin out of side streets, and I had 3 pillions. Stopped just in time, and I hadn't even put my key in the ignition.
But you try telling the youth of today that, and they won't believe you.
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