Er...........I'm still recovering lads & have the bruises to proove it
It was entirely my own fault for not using the head strap. I was only using the map part of the bag and had used my mates in this way so many times before without a problem.
Anway, riding down the M3 approaching the M25 on our way down to our meet the fooking thing took off
whacked me in my chest and began to fall down the right side of my body, so (like a fookin dummy), I caught it in my right hand but was obviously loosing speed and couldn't hang on to the thing, so I let it go (praying that it wouldn't hit Reefer who was behind me). Thankfully it missed Reefer, infact he didn't even realise what had happenned.
I went back to the scene of the crime, but couldn't find it, so had to purchase a replacement :blush: Later that day, I told the shop the story and they gave me some serious discount.
So moto of the story is always use ya head straps chaps! No Bert not the gimp like ones you're used with the ball that goes in the your mouth :}
And it goes without saying that since the event ocurred the bastids mention it at every opportunity.