Paid to ride once upon a time

I feel extremely lucky that I used to get paid to ride motorcycles, until the army took our bike fleet away and gave us bloody Citreon Berlingos to escort our tank transporter trucks around. Miserable sods.

Shame I wasn’t paid to race – I wouldn’t have retired at 26. I would have carried on until I was a danger to myself and everybody else! Or am I already?!