well people lastnight i went down to HQ (you would call it a club meeting)and i must admit i was wrong and you were right, i raised that my granmother was half scared to death by a inconsiderate noisey Harley rider gunning his soft tail springer past her while she was driving to the local supermarket. Well, Well, my grandmother would have to be made of plastic, double jointed and in 2 halves just to do half the things i was told to do with her which left me a little sad at the lack of consideration given to me by my fellow members towards other road users and hotel patrons. may i suggest that next time a harley pulls up at a pub that you approach him and inform him how inconsiderate he is towards his fellow road users by having his exhast to loud and i will do the same and anyone else that feels the same way and between us all we can change the world. Dave i had to use the shampo when i got home last night from the chapter, had to rid my beard of all the nights different tastes and smells a dead give away when you turn up at work next day.