.. you’d like a lift...”“Really? I’d love a lift, if you don’t mind. I’ll warn you, I’ve never been on a motorbike before.” That was t...ue enough. My parents looked down on motorcycles as socially inappropriate. I, however, quite fancied the idea, and here was an opportunity to try something different. An adventure, in fact.I went into the café to leave my keys and a substantial tip, called the garage to arrange for them to collect the MG, and went back to Rob. He had to show me how to fasten. The hills and trees could still be seen, but to Miklit this looked like it was viewing things though a patch of very dense atmosphere. 'Are you there, Guardian?'Miklit queried. 'It appears that my scanner is malfunctioning. I am receiving a very blurred transmission.''Yes, I am here. Allow me to step back a few paces and perhaps that will clear up the transmission difficulty.'The blur on the scanner panel finally resolved itself into a creature that Miklit had never imagined in it's wildest. Her legs are still wrapped around my waist and she is sitting on my lap. I have a moment where I think, ‘This is going to hurt tomorrow.’I watch her as she reaches for the showerhead and then reaches up turning the tap to cool the water down more. She clicks it over to a lighter spray and brings it up, spraying down over my head and down my body and hers. Leaning forward she once again brings her lips to my forehead checking my temperature.I lean into her unable to really move yet and she. I appealed their findings as high as I could without going to court, which I could not afford because it would have required an attorney.I wound up paying in excess of $5,000. That was in July of '96.After I paid the assessment, I started my revenge. I contacted my congressional representatives and laid out the circumstances. I was at sort of a disadvantage though. I had moved from Pennsylvania to Arkansas and the representatives didn't know me down here and the ones from Pennsylvania weren't.