Out of the house, turn left at lights, one and a half miles up dual carriageway (how I love my Full Monty) and flip flop thru small Roundabout.
Or so I thought, it was about 6 degrees today, bloody cold North wind too, but dry. As I chucked it into the Roundabout, flip left was no problem, then front end went
as I began the flop right, but now I was on opposite lock with the front clearly sliding, maybe the back too. I recall my right boot, still on peg, sliding on road and thinking 'here we go' - must have been holding back a little 'cos my Guardian Angel was still with me, I was somehow able to correct (or was it me?) for the 'flip' left back onto the dual carriageway straight ahead and carried on with a big grin. Oooohhh, adrenalin eh?
Just another 'moment' I know and we all have 'em, ('specially with cold tyres) but one that made me think once more, just how good and forgiving my Fazer Thou' is and how I love my Bridgestones that talk to me without just bin bagging me straight off. (Old BT020's too - 23's next Spring)