one of the what do you get when sentences...save for
this one is a bit dirty...as one could see if you
look at Steve to the left, then come back towards
the fender bag on the bottom, there is what seems
to be a slight parting of the grasses...save for this
parting was done by me welcoming Steve to the club
by slinging about a bus load of dirt his way...you'll
see the front of the bike and his helmet in a closer
view shortly...snort snort, har har...whooopsie whoopsie,
the throttle must have stuck...really...
all in good fun then Steve, so no need to retaliate
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