I've juggled the stats, and while the headline is "ZOMG UR DED", it seems like in my age group and wearing hi-vis gear while riding during the day in fair weather (all givens), it's no more dangerous than being a cager.
Bloody cagers. The worst ones are the type who know they are much better than the average driver, by which I mean that they think it's skill rather than good luck that removes obstacles from their path, but when they do eventually have a prang it'll be down to bad luck. Still, we don't get a lot of Corvettes or whatever Blixco drives over here, so I might get away with it.
Since it's fun, it's obviously more or less prohibited by European law, and set to become more so later this year, so I'd best get a move on. On the other hand, I could just keep sitting the CBT every 2 years and trundle around on a ridiculously pimped out 125 indefinitely.
Cowboy hat and latent homosexuality strictly optional, I hope.
What say thee, peons of HuSI? Death, or dullness?
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