I thought the worst thing about that experience was having you guys push me backwards when I got stuck in that crack in the concrete! Gee, didn't see the cage -- d**n neck joints and limited peripheral vision. Well, that's what brakes are for. What's an ACPD truck? Some kind of noise monitoring thing?
Whether or not I'm becoming a hooligan, I feel a lot more secure in traffic w/ the extra 200 lbs. under me.
Well, gotta go. Off to buy about three grand worth of bling. Ah, the joys of semi-retirement.
BTW: My neighbor ( a mile up the road) was out for a walk yesterday afternoon and found the key. I had a message when I got home. Thank you, Lord.