Here we go again.
A lousy 391 miles in since last Nov', and riding my winter bike up a main road doing 20odd, three
boys (9~12ish) ran out from behind a parked car straight into my front wheel. Two ambulances needed
to take us to hospital. I'm covered in cuts and bruises, stiff as a log. One of them has a badly
broken leg. I wouldn't care but it happened between TWO zebra crossings, less than 100 yards apart.
On Tuesday night I went up to Croft autodrome, to watch some cycle racing, I mentioned how I had a
month to get "fit", as I had 391m in etc, etc. "fatty" Wanless says, "I had 550+ miles in LAST WEEK"
#*%$;^?*!#*
He rides Audax and stuff like that,
h**p://homepages.cs.ncl.ac.uk/n.f.hall/home.informal/hartside2001pictures/CN
V00008.jpg BUT HE DOESN'T HAVE MY LUCK !!!
Seven unavoidable crashes, some nearly fatal, ALL life threatening, in the last 10 years. After
nearly 40 years of riding, I'm seriously thinking and preparing to pack the bike in for good.
A huge part of my reason to live would go...
Really, really, really P****d off