Telling Dave the story of my ride into town earlier that evening:
"So I was burning down Sydney Rd, and I overtook some stooge on a BMX who wasn't wearing a helmet."
"Yeah?"
"Yeah - I totally scorched him. Then a few metres later I'm slowing down past Royal Park to take off my jumper and he burns past me, spinning his tits off on his little one-speeder. Suddenly, 'BAM!' he busts a crank or something! And he has to pull over because his bike is busted"
"Cool."
"Yeah - that'll teach him to take me on with a little retro-chic on/off BMX."
"Sure - so you're telling me you pushed him to the point of destruction?"
"That's what I'm saying."