There was nothing for it but to turn back to get them, and I was still cursing my stupidity and bad memory as I let myself into the house.I was about ...o go up to my room to collect what I needed, when I heard my mother's voice through the open door of the living room, sounding if she was on the patio.'Not yet, Rascal — Mummy's not ready, but soon, darling! You're always in such a hurry, my precious!'Rascal was the large dog belonging to old Mr Richards who lived up the road — he'd broken his. Then again it could be as mundane as the lack of oil and maintenance that’s to blame but along with those little hands there’s no time to dwell upon the if’s and buts of if only this and if only that, I’ve got boots to buy and the clocks ticking.Thankfully on this occasion it didn’t have the time to plan my end as I rode that hell-spawned bike like the wind-although not so fast as to avoid the abuse of motorists and pedestrians either cut up by or narrowly missed as I sped along.When I arrived. That had started as soon as I realized the fix I was in, and without me even thinking about it. As reflexes go, it was a damn good one.I decided to jump. As soon as my toe touched, I pushed hard, and felt my leg slip out from under me on a spot of oil on the asphalt. Instead of soaring into the air, I flopped face-first onto the ground and slid under the front of the vehicle just as it rolled over on top of me and came to a stop."Oh freaking great!" I muttered, and de-scaled to minimize the. He relaxed when the scene normalized into a cloud of dust. Switching back to infra red didn't help. Even infra red can't see through dust.He logged that job out, noting the time of the strike in his notes, just in case there was some damage to the camera that didn't show up yet.Then he went on to his next job. It was 1149 hours, Colorado time, when he remembered the chime and looked at his Facebook page.He was astonished, to say the least. He was also excited. The first thing he did was make a.