"Oh Shit" moments...

At a couple major junctions (Shepherds Bush, Old Street etc) all this rain has made a few manhole covers like ice and my back wheel has slipped out on initial acceleration into traffic. Nothing major but it's the definition of 'oh shit' when I almost tumble down and imagine the traffic rumbles over me. Doesn't compare to the fucking Steve McQueen two wheel van altercation however. That shit was fucked up.

I had a childish moment on the way home last night across Clapham Common, on the long grass, meadowy bit: cut across, sprinting hard and having wheelspin all over the place. Great fun.