Neither have I, but it's Friday night, back in the day they were the stuff of legend, birds, bikes and beer, oh and the heavy metal. Growing up in the sticks you could do 2 up on a Honda C90, on L plates, drink 8 pints each, get pulled by the cops on the way home, and merely be sent home to get your head down, oh and be chased by rural gangs of boneheads.
Now, it's in the chair, beer and vape, complaining of a bad back. Plus listening to Scala radio.