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Believe it or not, there is some really nice people about. Me and my lad rode down to Poole today (about 65 miles) Fantastic ride down there, fantastic game of football, Poole 1 Chippenham 1. Fantastic ride back to just before Warminster (about 40 miles) Bombing along at 60MPH then entered a 40MPH zone. Then disaster, my son feints on the back of the bike. He's slumped over me with his head resting on my right shoulder, I slowly pull into the side of the road. I'm trying to hold him up and at the same time flag a car down for help. About three cars just go past without stopping, I'm sure they could see whats going on. The only person to stop was a lady on her own in a 4x4 who had to hold my son up while I got off the bike so we could both get him off the bike and sit him down on the grass verge, she also went back to her car and gave him her bottle of drinking water. If that isn't kind enough, luckily a car with our supporters in stopped and put him into their car and took him right to the door. What worries me is just five minutes earlier we were doing 60 along country roads. I thought the last time he fell asleep on the back of the bike on the motorway was bad enough. This happened about two hours ago and I'm still shaking.