Dean. I have no problem if you any person does want to wear a helmet. I ony have two conditions that must be met. 1. Shoud you fall off and get a head injury, no hospital treatment, no nothing from the state.2. I/We not have to be the one to tell your loved ones that you are dead or seriously injured. Listening to them cry, snivvle or blubber, wale is rather annoying to our ears and we something we should not have to put up. Every time we contact them during the future investigation they cry and that really does ya head in.
Steve, I notice that your written language gets wussa and wussa when you become more impassioned about people's vehicular madness. My guess is that if the rest of us remembered, when you ignite online, that you are one of the poor souls that has had to use the brush and shovel to scrape Darwin's less successful motorists off our roads, then we probably wouldn't be so keen on winding you up.The librarian and I are spending the weekend at Whangarei Heads, left 'Rewa Hard at 1530 yeterday and parked up at the park at the Heads at 1830. In that time, and in that distance, we came across a poor dude at Ruakaka that was forced to dive into the drain to make room for a couple of eejits that were bulldozing through traffic in a race to the graveyard (I'd let them past my Cherman Vauxhall/Holden some 20kms before, because I figured I'd be a lot safer behind them than in front of them). Then we just missed getting involved in a head-on at Mcleods Bay. The car on the wrong side of the road that put the other one in the tide had all the gear: big as drainpipe exhaust, bald tyres, and the imprint of the other unfortunate vehicle between his headlights. That one took the poor bloody (literally) Police, Ambos and Fire until 2230 to clean up.Bets me how humans ever evolved, the way they are devolving now. Maybe Darwin IS horse patooties after all, and the God-botherers are right - perhaps this is the end of times. Henry Ford as Satan.............
