When I did put my nose in the inevitable head/crosswind, the air was saturated...just so close and you could almost feel the electricity, although that may have been my lycra. I was lucky until lunch as the active cells skirted around my slow path towards Fremont.
|A flat-track 100: oughta be able to phone that in. Oh dear me, no!|
|Maybe 'Panorama' was right way back in '57...it does grow on trees!|
|Still looked in working order.|
Funny old thing: it never worried me that I was hiding from the lightning in a room sited over goodness knows how many gallons of petrol, hah-hah!
|Yeah, but only if you live there, right?|
|Rollin', rollin', rollin'...|
|Your free corn shot of the day...|
|And that went on for around 90 minutes. Gimme shelter!|
|Mate, don't park in front of the flag.|
|Only 5 miles of this bs to contend with then...|
Got a few more 'beep-beeps' and shouts today too, whilst modelling this year's Bloodwise top: good on you, folks!
|Even I think it deserves a wash by now.|
|The only good thing in Pizza Hut tonight!|