I had to go to Harrogate yesterday to the place where our network is hosted. This being Wet Yorkshire (it was dry for once though) I put my textiles on and I had a rucksac so I looked like some bimbling commuter. Not far from my house were some temporary traffic lights so I filtered to the front and pulled up behind an R6. I was looking at the riders gear when it dawned on me that his boots, helmet and leathers all looked brand new but the bike was a few years old. I thought, Ot-oh, new rider. The lights changed and he took off like a bat out of hell. Good I thought until he stamped on the brakes at the first corner. I thought he was going to get off and wheel it round. Soon as the bend opened up he was off again. This was hampering me a he was using the whole lane for his slow speed manouvers. Anyway I got him on a bend and I don't think he was too happy On the straight he cained it to catch up with me but - OH MY GOD - another bend. On the brakes and back he drops. As I hadn't changed speed for the bend I left him for dead. Soon I could see him in my mirrors caining the tits off of it to catch me up until - Yep, another bend. This carried on all the way to Harrogate, about 15 miles until I totally left him for dead and turned off. Although I was amused I couldn't help thinking that any [email protected] can ride fast in a straight line and if he can't corner, one day he'll get into some trouble and wind up dead. I really do wish they would teach people to corner on the bike test. Counter steering has saved my bacon on more than one occasion. I may have to start a counter steering poll to see who uses it.