Riding to work yesterday at 6am a bloody stupid wallaby jumped right in front of me...I had time to hit the brakes on the damp road...back end went left, I went right. Hung onto it but I had a moment to contemplate my sins of the last 49 years! Closest I've ever gone to dropping the thing seriously. I was only doing 60 k and was surprised how little traction the bloody back end had in the circumstances...maybe it's time for the dark side?
Wallabies are in plague proportion down here at the moment. Need a good bushfire to fry a few of them!