I seem to have gained a new superpower to duplicate messages AND duplicate entire message threads.

Testing!

Buddy, after hearing your confession, I officially absolve you of all your sins.  I might also be able to help you feel better about that sad episode at the end.  Did your dear mother's precious toy dinosaur look like this?

If so, this page might give you a general idea where to begin your search should you want to retrieve it.   BAKER, MONTANA: Somethingness (sic) - Mr. Nice Guy Goes Bad - CycleBlaze 

My Highway 61 police encounter occurred near St. Paul, but I know exactly the area where you were stopped.  That section where 61 runs concurrently with Interstate 90 had been an inconvenience for bike riders for a long time.  The good news is that there now exists a good bike route that avoids the bluffs and gets you off the freeway.

By the way, Officer Gunderson's first name didn't happen to be Margie, did it?  (Fargo movie reference)

double trouble

About 14 years ago on The Gibb River Road Tour.

Crossing rivers, and camping fairly near waterways,  known to be the habitat of crocodiles in north Western Australia. As they say, “what doesn’t kill you makes you stronger; except crocodiles. They just kill you.” 

However before the tour, I checked the stats. No cycle tourers have ever been killed by Australian crocs. Just fishermen and backpackers. 

Camping and wading in crocodile territory?  Yeah, that qualifies as crazy behavior. 

Greg according to the experts, Australia has more deadly creatures on land and in the seas than any continent on earth. So riding anywhere here qualifies as crazy. Especially along the coast. 

Obviously cyclists are faster than backpackers and fishermen so the crocs go for the easier option.