Hey any time you can walk out of a pokie joint with more money than you walked in with Ken, you're doing well!
Sunday was a huge day of driving, I had to drive to Frankston to pick up my new (to me) BMW R1100GS, then back to Canberra, all up around 800 klicks, or 500 miles, in the ancient language of the druids. This of course on top of the 800 I did on Friday/Saturday, so a 1000 mile weekend.
Between Gundagai and Yass I was starting to drift off a little, so it was lucky, I guess, that a young fcukwit NSW "P Plater" came into my life. This kid wasn't your usual hoon, wasn't driving a lowered commodore, but rather, what was probably his mum's old Honda MPV. With a guitar and an amp in the back, and what was probably his sister in the back seat. He looked more like a born again Christian looking for a cult leader and tub of Koolaid............
He came up behind me going downhill at around 120-130 (Kilometers per hour) with what I presume was an attempt to overtake me, but as he drew beside me (going uphill again) the old Honda had either lost a bit of it's mojo, or he just wanted to look at my bike on the trailer, but either way, he just sat beside me. That wouldn't have been a problem if it wasn't that I had a truck in front of me rapidly losing momentum, so in effect, he's penned me in, and wouldn't/couldn't fcuk off out of my way, so I had to slow right down, and pull in behind him to pass the truck. Great.
This didn't happen once, it happened 3 times, and I was getting a little pissed off, so the last time, I wound down my window and gave it to the fcukwit, who was trying to ignore my maniacal ranting, as my spittle sprayed the side of his crappy car. As soon as we got a downhill grade, he took off, and I reckon he was getting close to the ton by the time he'd reached the bottom.
I was just thinking to myself how fcuking fantastic it'd be if a cop saw what was going on, when a highway patrol car appeared out of nowhere and shot past me at around 200 KPH, and sat up yon fcukwits arse, with his lights a flashing. As I drove past I tooted my horn and waved, just to rub it in. In Victoria he would have lost his provisional license on the spot, so I hope the same laws would apply in NSW. If not, and that dangerous fool was allowed back on the road, I'd be pissed off...........