The bee sting thing reminded me of something that happened a few years ago while riding with the Duc Man and a couple of buddies.
Andy (The Duc Man) was leading, I was third back and my bud Jim was riding sweep. I noticed Jim had suddenly dropped way behind us so I slowed and waited on him. When he caught up he asked if we could pull over at the next opportunity because he had gotten a bee or bees in his helmet and had been stung several times.
As we were stopping for an intersection I told the guy behind Andy we needed to pull over because Jim had a bee in his helmet. The guy rolled up beside Andy and told him with a very puzzled look to find a place for us to pull over because Jim “had to pee in his helmet”.
