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Rain tales
In the center of my small town there is a right angle corner with two heavily painted crosswalks across it. Some time ago I rounded said curve in a downpour at just a wee bit above traction speed, and the bike slide out from under me on the wet paint. As I was only going around 5 or 10 MPH, no injury came to me, and I recall laughing about it at the time. There was a funeral home there with 50 or so people outside to witness the spectacle. (My "incidents" ALWAYS happen with at least one or two witnesses to pass the sordid tales along) One gent got fairly frantic and wanted to call the police. Lucky for me I had a full face helmet on, and was able to stave off any embarrassment due to my anonymity. Hearing the word "police" gave me an extra few drops of adrenaline, and I picked the old girl up in no time, and rode away just as a police car was rounding the bend in the other direction. I rode home and stashed the bike in the woods just to be sure. Here in CT single vehicle accidents usually earn the operator a ticket for "Speed too fast for conditions." It's our little way of adding insult to injury, while putting a few bucks into the system. Never did mention the get off to my wife. Shh!  Why worry her for no good reason?
Old fart with a bruised ego and a bent brake lever - 1
Police - 0
Great story, well told, Martin. 
Yep! Just like a good Single Malt Scotch, you might call me "an acquired taste" TOO.(among the many OTHER things you may care to call me, of course)
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