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(posted to r.m.h. on Apr 20, 2001)
A while back I got an invite to join the TOMKATs on the "Dry Run" to Eureka Springs, AR. Of course I readily accepted, it being said quite often in the NG that IRL is the best part. I met some good folks, and the most amazing thing happened. I really didn't notice it that much the first night when I met Les, Molly and Ivan. It was a mist, sort of an aura around. The next day on a short trip after chain adjustments, I passed a trio of bikes and it was an actual cloud that enveloped them as they went by. When I got back, I found out that it was Snag, Wally and Lynn that I had passed. Sunday when we all went to breakfast I was behind them, and not wanting to loose sight, I was forced to enter the fog. It was greenish and slick, but it caused no impairment to the control of my motorcycle. I really didn't understand the magnitude of this event at first, but soon I realized... I had been slimed!
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