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I've been on such a high I almost forgot what happened on the way home.
After having dinner with the crew, I hit the highway and soon after decided to make a quick stop at the NH Liquor Store rest stop to recycle the cold beer before hitting the road in earnst. Mind you, I was traveling alone. I parked the van with trailer in tow and ran in for a quick minute. When I came out, I was not really paying much attention to who was around me but as I approached my trailer I notice my bright orange straps on the pavement.
First thought, shit, they rubbed something and broke, holy shit, good thing I stopped huh? Second thought, shit, if they had done that, how'd both ends end up on the pavement next to my trailer not on Rte 93? Upon inspection...the fuckers were cut!!
Now, I'm thinking holy fuck, good thing I pee quick and good thing I carry extra tie downs (otherwise one of you fuckers would have had to come save my ass)!! Then I realize, oh great, here I am alone in this rest stop in the dark trying to secure my bike for the 2 and a half hour ride home. Boy must I look like an easy target.
I was not bothered and I got myself outta there quickly but damn......
Moral of my story.....pee quickly