How to kill a motorcyclist

[Fatjim]

Whats going on? :spudwhat:

Hitcher scared the shit out of a plumber in a white van.

[007XX]

Are you or are you not talking about yourself? Has someone been killed or has there been an accident? Please elaborate.....

I get the idea that if there was serious news here, Hitcher would be a little more to the point.

So Brett, you naughty munchkin, what have you done?

[Sully60]

I suspect that I am indeed alive. How, as described above, I am at a complete loss to understand.

A motorcycle in itself is an inanimate object B. You did all the work here so the training you have done and your instincts have served you well!

Just remember there's a white van lurking around every corner, never let down your guard!

[kiwibryn]

I suspect that I am indeed alive. How, as described above, I am at a complete loss to understand.

Hmmm... Couple o' days ago, I was riding over the Pahiatua Track and ALMOST got cleaned up by a boy-racer coming round a blind corner on my side of the road. Fortunately, I was riding cruisy and had enough time to lay over a little extra to get out of his way... at least I think that is what I did... I remember very clearly the expressions of shock on their faces, so maybe I was closer than I thought...
Luck, indeed, plays a major part in surviving the idiots...

[bungbung]

Just remember there's a white van lurking around every corner, never let down your guard!

View from my office window, you can see it's trying to hide in the garden

[Sully60]

View from my office window, you can see it's trying to hide in the garden

As I understand it you're rather familiar with that van BB???

[vifferman]

Hitcher scared the shit out of a plumber in a white van.

No, he was so busy with his important cellphone call (probably arranging to hook up with a mate for a beer after work), that he didn't even notice.

[ManDownUnder]

I suspect that I am indeed alive. How, as described above, I am at a complete loss to understand.

He's a plumber! They NEVER finish the job on their first visit.

[007XX]

He's a plumber! They NEVER finish the job on their first visit.

maybe, but they have a crack at it!

*sorry, I was bored...*

[Blue Velvet]

He's a plumber! They NEVER finish the job on their first visit.

Or indeed ever?

[Grub]

Just remember there's a white van lurking around every corner, never let down your guard!

Ain't that the truth!

The greatest threat to man, woman and motorcycle is a tradesman on the way to/from work. Paekak Hill Rd is full of them between 0630 and 0830. Anything with a ladder rack is trying to have you as a trophy, mounted on said rack.

[swbarnett]

I suspect that I am indeed alive. How, as described above, I am at a complete loss to understand.

Strictly speaking Quantum Mechanics does not rule out the possibility of one atom passing through another unharmed. It's just nearly infinately improbabale.

What Blue Velvet said is far more likely. You're obviously a better rider than you thought you were, and on a strange bike to. Well done indeed!

[mowgli]

Luck, indeed, plays a major part in surviving the idiots...

Luck is a concept more often used as an excuse by those who had none. You make your own luck.

By the very fact that Hitcher recalled so much about the van suggests that on some level he was already prepared for the possibility of it crossing his path. Well done Hitcher and Kiwibryn. The right attitude will beat luck any day.

[riffer]

All hilarity aside, I would speculate that the many moons you've spent punting around 230+ kgs of motorcycles has given you a lot more counteer steering ability than you probably give yourself credit for.

In an emergency situation Survival Reactions would most likely forget you were on the smaller bike and you'd give it the serious yank on the bars.

Hence the fortunate evasion of the White Van Man. Damn vans and police cars. Its probably best to be wary of anything vehicular that reflects too large an amount of the visual spectrum. the glare must dazzle that bastards and stops them seeing you.

Congratulations on not joining that other big fella at St Peters Gate.

[Swoop]

Track down the address of said plumper, and sent him a bill for drycleaning of underwear/trousers/bikeseat.

Plumpers are all rich bastards, so should pay up... eventually.