I worked the london circuits back in the 80's, most days it was like riding a space ship. I remember hitting a big patch of diesel on chiswick roundabout, both wheels slid about a foot and a half sideways, but I did not fall off, I was like whoa lol and just carried on. There were times I did fall off. Like on my LC undertaking a car on the roundabout near frian barnet nut house, I opened up too soon at full lean and the back end flipped out. That was expensive. Or racing an SPG van full of cops from the lights in hendon west london on the LC lol I did win but I knew I was going to get nicked so I pulled over and let them catch up. When the cop questioned me and asked what the fuck I was doing I replied "I thought you wanted to race" his reply was "you c*nt, now fuck off" no ticket and no fine that day :) Or like the pedestrian stepping off a traffic island in the Aldwych, I honked at her at 25 feet and whichever way I moved she moved into my path, it ended in a BOOF but neither she nor I got hurt but the funny part was everyone rushed to pick me up and make sure I was alright, they just ignored her lol. Or the time I pulled up, forgetting to put down the side stand at the BBC Wood Lane, I had a red face after that one. Then there was the knocking shop cash wait and return, I was greeted by a girl in a very short nurses uniform and the other girls were er in other attire lol stockings, suspenders etc. So nursey hands me (if only lol) a prescription to be filled and off I trot to the chemist to get it filled. I get back to the nurse with the package and she is standing there with a riding crop slapping it against her hand, I had a feeling she had another form of payment in mind other than cash and nursey looked annoyed when I asked for the tenner owed. Its all about the money lol........ Or the time I got talking to a fellow MZ rider in Hampstead Heath, I had just used a phone box to call in and he pulls up, he was wearing a leather jacket but only shorts below, I pointed out the error and he explained he was going cottaging, lol the penny dropped, I shut up and left. I also managed to not run over Phil Collins as he crossed Stratton St W1 when I was heading for the Berkeley St Thomas Cook office. Those were fun times........ :) Glory days, hell yes. The best part was the social side, lol the wild bunch were tame to the blokes I worked around, a good crowd. The worst part was picking up a package from another rider after an accident and there were plenty of accidents. I quit in 88 after a near miss, one of those near misses that as its happening your bones ache because you know its going to hurt. As crossed the lights at Pentonville rd a car turned right across my path. but I swerved around it. I knew I was done right there and then, I quit that night.