Baahahaha....I remember those pigs vividly. They rank right up there with the Suzuki water buffaloes in my book. Go pretty good in a staight line but if you had stop or turn in a hurry you had a problem... Those were the days , ehh?
Most of my big scares were on the racetrack but there was this one time I was flyin' low runnin' late for work doin' at least 30 faster than the cars were. Took the inside line in a blind turn thinkin' I knew the road well enough to get away with it when low and behold a big fat cow is standing on the double yellow lines I'm using for a lane. I still don't know how I missed that blasted bovine but I found some of his hair in the back of the left handed mirror when I got to work. Needless to say I eased up considerably after that.
That was about 20 years ago and I can look back now and laugh but upon serious reflection I'm really lucky to be alive with all the stupidity I displayed in my younger days...
