I think I'm going to write today off as one of the worst of the year. It started out with a beautiful very early morning ride back to Melbourne from Port Campbell with everything going smoothly...until I got a weird metal pin stuck in my arm. Hurt a bit and drew a tiny spot of blood but nothing serious. Oddly I wasn't following anyone so I don't know how it got up to arm height though it was probably light enough to get picked up by a strong gust of wind or may have even been flicked up by my own wheel. If anyone knows what a 7 inch long extremely light, possibly titanium, pin the width of a needle and sharpened on both ends does let me know. Get to work only to find that the office is flooded so think to myself "What the hell, I'll head into town." Stuff around in town for the morning looking at some bike gear, drooling over a VTR250 and generally poking around before having a bowl of Mekong for lunch and heading home. If anyone knows a matte black VTR250 going for ~$5k soonish let me know. On the way home had some absolute retard in a Hilux pull out of a side street while he was looking right at me! I swerved to avoid at 60k and was fine until I hit a patch of diesel with a bit of water scum on it, then down I went. I ended up sliding feet forward, legs apart on my butt. Bit of skuffing to the Draggins (nothing major), boots need new heels, not even a bruise on me just a slight muscle strain on my left thigh. The bike however...well it skittered down the road, nailed the opposite curb (bending forks) and flipped up hitting a power pole side on (bending a lot of other things) and is now probably fubar, more so then usual in fact. The guy in the Hilux...no idea where he went and I didn't catch the plates. :x Gathered the bike up into a small oily pile, attached it to the post with my chain lock ( ) and headed for the train station. And...just when I think things couldn't get worse I nearly get into a fist fight with ticket inspectors. Maybe it's just me, maybe it's the fact I'm so pissed off right now it's not funny but two ticket inspectors holding some little asian woman against a brick wall while another rumaged through her handbag because she didn't understand what they are saying when they were asking for a ticket was not going to be let slide. :evil: I told them to let her go because they were obviously hurting her. The excellent staff at Connex then informed me to "F@!$ off lardarse!" (oh the customer service :roll: ) and things sort of went downhill from there. Nothing like a bit of aerobic exercise and a long walk home to finish off the day. :wink: I think I'm going to bed, best not to tempt fate.