There was a pretty good program on The Discovery Science Channel all about sportbikes and roadracing last night, during which spawned a conversation between my lady and myself about the Bandit, my riding habits, and mortality.
I told her that if anything ever happened to me, I would never want to live in a vegetative state, dependant on a machine and fluids from a bottle....And if I were ever in such a state, she should feel free to pull the plug.
She promptly got up, unplugged the TV, and dumped out the rest of my beer.
Damn the bad luck.