Last night I told matt to stay away from me and my bike ( all in good fun of course)and personally I think he is the unluckiest blokes on a bike i have ever met ( including push bikes), but is the nicest bloke i have ever met too. Next time I turn around he is waving his hands over the bike doing a voddoo thing on it. was it effective ? well heres the trip home. Greg and I left the service and went straight down springvale road. less than a KM into the trip , a car vears over into my lane while i am there , back into theres then back into mine. so i give it a squirt just to get a head of them and some idiot in black clothes runs out on the road in front of me. when we stopped at the lights i said to get i" i cant believe it , its F wit heaven " all the way up springvale road was a commodore , would fly past , we would lane split the lights get in front , then he would pass us again , time after time. greg went straight ahead and i went the eastern behind the commadore , i had enough of him and he gunned it so i let him go . 3 k's up the road here is he pulled over and being booked. ( good luck) got to the chandler fwy overpass where the lights have some trouble registering bikes at night , and i hear a skid and its the car behind me , stopped 1/2 foot off my arse and a embarrised ladie holding a mobile phone saying "sorry". i went through the lights as they still hadnt ticked over and on high st had someone run a red light while turning across the rail way line and nearly struck me , luckily i caught them out the side of my eye , but then the car behind had to hit the skids and nearly rear ended me . i have garlic hanging of the handlebars as we speak and i have doused it in demineralised water ( cant touch holy water ) because i have to go to work tonight .