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Am I a Terror Suspect

It is a nice sunny day in the eastern Riverina It is a perfect day to go for a ride on my klr 650 might go for a ride to circumnavigate Hume weir yep sounds like a plan so I am thinking about dropping in a Bunnings to get some nails to finish lining that shed hm, then I could go to bcf to get some gas cartridges for the camp stove yeah, no worries that will all fit in my backpack so, done all that riding along the winding road and see that the town of Tallangatta has the big garage sale I pull up at a few sites and stumble upon this quaint old wind up alarm clock I wind it up a little, it works ticking away nicely it goes in the backpack It is a beautiful day and I enjoy my ride on the klr 650 as I get back to Holbrook I get a snack at the bakery and am about to head home but the highway patrol decides to do a random breath test on me which returns zero Strangely enough, between the noise of the traffic and a few local swearing about the lack of rain the police officer hears a ticking noise in my backpack he seems concerned about that and immediately gets his partner to pin me down and calls for backup They have this scanner which detects bomb making material in my pack, and a ticking sound so I am in trouble now the backup units turn up the area gets locked down I am thrown into an armored vehicle handcuffed etc. The bomb squad turn up they don't like the gas cylinders mix with the nails and the ticking noise Funny enough, they don't believe my story why I bought those items...... It was a good day to go for a ride on my klr 650.

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