The other day when it was raining quite heavily and I came up to a set of lights leaving Fyshwick in the morning rush hour. In the left lane was a single oil truck and in the right lane was a line of about 10 cars. Now I never split but on this occasion I was feeling a bit cheeky so I thought I would for a change, so I moved up behind then snuck into a little gap to the left of the truck and waited for the lights to change. I was waiting for a bit so left the bike out of gear. I must have had a bit of a dream as well and before I knew it the lights went green, so I popped it into gear but mindful of the fact that it was pissing down I was very careful of the throttle with the truck just creeping forward next to me - and stalled the bloody thing! So I had to sit there for first the slow moving truck, and then about 30 cars to stream past me also. I was glad I had my helmet to hide my very redly glowing features from view.