AND quite possibly, in the non rolled over image above, I thought this to be the last image I saw of Kevin when he throttled the throttle like he was wringing the neck of an ill gotten chicken...he literally disappeared from picture before I had time to put the digicam in my jacket (much like my good friend Tom Hutchinson did when he was atop the bike on his last visit...the only thing I saw of Tom was the 25 foot long black mark he left on the ground, till I caught up with his parked and grinning face)...

and no maybes about it, in the rolled over image above this was the first sighting I saw of Kevin when I finally caught up to him some 10 miles up the road because he had the good sense to come to a rest, plop the kickstand down, and demanded his bike back with sheepish grin...

In Kevin's words the experience amounted to:
"You know, when (and if) the rest of my body catches up, I'll be able to stand up straight! In the meanwhile, I'll just lean on this lovely machine here!"

so no more maybes as we will most certainly NOT be showing motogp.com races before heading out to the wild blue yonder (or make that wild Kevin went younder!!!!!!)...new diaper if you please...