After my rear wheel overtook me today on my way to work, destroying a pair of jeans in the process (apart from causing pain to my leg, creating a lot of scratches on my bike and leaving a dent in my pride) I hereby announce the motorcycle season of 2006 has ended.

I’m so pissed…

UPDATE:
This morning I was wise, used the bus, and while waiting for it to arrive, I saw a street cleaning team of the city of Amsterdam, brushing the street with motorized iron brushes and hot water, apparently cleaning the dirty smear that caused me to slip… seems it wasn’t ice after all.
I had to calm myself down to prevent jumping their necks immediately.

Well, my timing has always been perfect, hasn’t it?