Motorcycling in the rain has a lot of (what's the opposite of fond?) memories for me.
I used to wear a black leather coat, and when it rained the water would cause the oil on my jacket to seep through the zipper and make a big, black stain on whatever shirt I was wearing. Then there was the teeth-clenched shivering.
Anyway thanks again, Dragon sir, for a great time. Did you notice the present I gave you last night of NOT singing Happy Birthday to you?
You're welcome.