We were heading home one Sunday and encountered them- we always seem to when g is with us. He was on his Speedy and did an ovetaking manoevre. I hung back and about half a kay later got past all of them, with Erik (R6) in tow. No avion. I thought "Wow, he's gapped it a bit." I.e. he's gone off like a scalded cat. We got to our oak trees where we stop and there was no avion. He pulled up a minute later, steam coming out of his Shoei. He only made it past half the group and had to dive in to them because of oncoming traffic. There they were in their 2x2 formation with g trapped in the middle of the rolling thunder, totally consumed, with no means of escape
. He eventually swerved his way out of there.
Erik and I were clutching our stomach muscles for minutes after.
Gareth, it's alright. I can spot a wannabe when I see one. If you want a cruiser, some throbbing Milwaukee Iron, it's OK. I can quite picture you on a Hardly Movingson!

Erik and I were clutching our stomach muscles for minutes after.
Gareth, it's alright. I can spot a wannabe when I see one. If you want a cruiser, some throbbing Milwaukee Iron, it's OK. I can quite picture you on a Hardly Movingson!