Took my first hit today!!. I was a quarter of a mile from the top of Holme Moss, crawling along (I was knackered), when a white van walloped me on my right arm with his wing mirror!. How I didn't fall off I'll never know. Did he stop?, did he heck. Carried on his merry way. There's no way he can't have not known he'd hit me 'cos it made a right bang. Oh well, no harm done, no injuries or anything, just gave me the fright of my life .