Fu*king shit myself tonight.
Just coming into Papatoetoe, turning right onto the road leading to Middlemore Hospital (how very convienient). Arrow turns green and I start turning, next thing I know the arse of the bike has kicked out and I'm crossed overand sliding round the corner.
Bloody good kick of the right foot to the road stopped the bike from dropping down. Recovered and pulled over to the side of the road.
Heart pounding, Thank heaven for early motocross training way back when.
Looked at back wheel.
FUCKING Deisel all over the side wall and the edge of the tyre. Went back to the corner, walking. Deisel spill round the corner.
Concentrating so much on traffic I missed the telltale signs.
Scrubbed off the tyre. Rode carefully home.
That was too bloody close. I dont need another spill just yet.
"When you think of it,
Lifes a bowl of ....MERDE"
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