I had a brilliant weekend - my brother got married in Lorne, of all places, so I got the chance to do about 6 runs up the GOR from Lorne to Wye River and back again in between things I had to be back in town for. Then I got bullshitting to a bloke down at the cafe on a heavily modded ZX6R. I had a quick look at his rear tyre (inch-wide chicken strips, heh heh) and told him how much I was liking my new Diablo Strada hoops. Then as I went to show him, I noticed a hooked bloody nail poking out of my rear tyre, right in a cut part of the tread, and hissing when it was touched. BASTARD. I limped back into Melbourne after emptying a can of servo puncture-fix goo into it, and the blokes at Bob Jane reckon it's unrepairable. So it's a new rear Strada for me, with the old one just 3000k old. Not happy, Jan.