Yes, yes, precisely. I remember all too clearly now.

There I was, horrified by my own actions - having taken a drink almost habitually from a giant plastic cup of unknown origin. Suddenly BLAM! I am knocked across the noggin by a glass bottle.

An unfamiliar feeling of rage came across me but quickly passed when I noticed that it was a recycleable glass bottle - a returnable at that. Suddenly, all was right with my world.

As I staggered to gain control of my machine, a firm grip took hold of my handle bars and steadied me. "Nice catch, Pete", the bottle tossing girl called out.

"Sure, thing TG! Watch where you toss your bottles."

"Hey" , I blurbbled "don't they make diamonds out of these things?" I asked pointing at the shapely returnable.

It occurred to me that I was rubbing my head with both hands rather than having them on the handle bars which is is specifically stated in the "Young Rider's Bicycling Safety Handbook" as being dangerous. I think, or at least it probably said that. (I only looked at the pictures).

Anyway, I was being guided along on my bike by my two new friends as I regained my consciousness. These were not two normal bicyclists, though, they were super cyclists being fueled by something extreme like sucrose plus dextrose or something. I'm not sure because I am not a scientist by profession. Anyway, they were something to behold.