Yeah Bully, you're a bad man
You and your cronies (henchmen/ ex GS riders

) collecting and shepherding another group of innocent (read dumbass) GS/GSA riders onto the sacrificial altar (deep ruts and washaways) to deflower before the BMW gods (read BMW Parts Managers

) in the death throes of spinning tyres, clouds of flying grit and gravel, only to succumb to the inevitable result of horizontalness, (aka gravity)

in a cloud of dust to the immortal words of the GS/GSA rider...F**K it,.....she goin' over....FARK!!!! this ritual followed by some applause, and some smirking from those who knew....(mainly GS riders that came along on "chook chasers" leaving their magnificent beasts unbridled at home in the stable, or ex GS riders who had learnt their lesson and would be never found upon a GS ever again !!)

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Walking slowly today with bits of me a little sore and re-living every minute of yesterdays exploits in the great outdoors, roosting here and there and eating a few kilo's of dust, washing out and drying my riding gear, cleaning the bike with a cold beer and now eagerly looking forward to the next adventure, telling anyone at work who would listen about the "thrills and spills" with me mates yesterday....
Geezz, I had a ball........