I reckon that sort of shit deserves a thread all of it's own...........
I could then tell you the story of me having a punch up at a French M-Way toll, year before last, with a French driver and how he hurt his hand when he punched my helmet, and how his wife called the Police and how Amanda wouldn't speak to me for several days after and STILL has goes at me about it now.......... But I won't, I'll save that story for another thread
Andres
It’s what we do best though my other half did laugh about it when I annoyed the taxi driver
She does have form for being stupid though because she threw me the keys to her first Triumph Daytona about half an hour after we’d destroyed the engine in qualifying for the annual Snetterton 8 hour endurance race and told me I could be pilot and she’d go pillion on the way home