I hope never again to look down and wonder: should I grab that mouse by the tail and fling it off, or drive using only my fingers?
And then the mouse ran off the throttle, into the moto and back again and I managed to get home without screaming, crashing or falling. But I did fairly throw myself off the moto once I got home and tried desperately to shake the varmint out. No luck. Fingers crossed it has extracated itself by tomorrow.
wanderlust, begone