Man, I'm glad my roadies in the shop at the minute (still). Some blokes from work go out every lunch for a time trial out to Georges Plains and back (my favourite run). I was supposed to be going out with them this week but my bike was in the shop. Anwyay yesterday, the fellas were having a sprint into town. One of the fellas was comign around the other and somehow hit foot came uncliped on the downstroke, dug into the ground and he went down. They made it back to work at which point he collapsed. I didn't see him but they rekon if he was a car there wouldn't be a panel left untouched. Then today one of the other guys who go out at lunch did exactly the same thing! These dudes aren't noobs like me either. They've been riding and racing for years. It's like the bermuda triangle out there at the minute. I don't think I'll be game to go out on my roadie when I get it back. Don;t they say these thigns run in threes?