Prace your bets! After watching the bike racing on the tellybox this afternoon, I met up with Molly for some biking fun in the sunshine. Goal of the day, was to scuff my rather shiny unscuffed knee sliders. Preferably whilst they were attached to my keens and in a controlled manner - ie not followed by any other part of my body. After some technical issues with radio setup, we decided we didn't need radios anyway and got on with it. Some road riding and large roundabout lapping ensued, to get the tyres warm and for Molly to get an idea of my riding style. Met up with some power rangers stopped beneath a motorway roundabout, who were a little sheepish when Molly had lapped the roundabout half a dozen times, knee down all the way, on the GS500 and then asked if any of them could on their very shiny sprot bikes. Not one had any scuffs. Oh and some twat on a zx9r decided to pull out on me and then pass Molly on the inside, obviously his knee down needs were more important than anyone elses. Or any kind of common sense safety. On we then go for some twisty road action, to get me further used to hanging off the bike in positions that seem like very advanced yoga :) Then a 100 yard stretch of road seperated by two medium sized roundabouts, perfect for looping and lapping and lapping etc. So at the start of the day, my knee was closer to the tank than the floor. By now, I was hanging off the bike, I'd got my knee stuck out, and I'd got the bike leaning over futher than I've ever dared previously. Chicken strips on 3 week old rear tyre are now less than a quarter of an inch. So - Did I get my knee down? [1] Thanks to Molly for a fun afternoon, you're very patient and have a good ability to describe what is happening, versus what should be happening and how that should be achieved - making a good tutor, I thoroughly recommend you to anyone who seeks a helping hand in such matters. Oh and I wish I could have seen your face when you verticalled the bandit ;) [1] Photo's to follow.