Was trundling up Mansell Street, E1 this morning behind a goldish coloured touring bike. He obviously wasn't paying attention to the taxi in front of him, who started to brake, when matey looked round he was bearing down on him fast, so grabbed a *large* handful of front brake, and locked the front up. He had it almost laid down on the right side when I guess he let off the front brake and it snapped back upright, he managed not to catapult over the left side, then wobbled across 3 lanes of traffic avoiding it all, and came to a shaky stop by the kerb. Seeing he was stopped upright I carried on my way chuckling at the thought of him proceeding to his destination and promptly changing his very soiled undies.... So, in the unlikely event you are reading this - "Good save old chap"