You must be speaking of McManus's story about his deer hunt while riding his bicycle.
After tying his knocked out deer on the back of the bike, tying its front legs together with his head stuck up between them, he started downhill.
That's when the deer regained consciousness, got its flailing rear feet on the pedals and together, they rocketed down "The Mountain", flying airborne, from bump to bump. :rotf:
One of my favorite stories. :thumbsup:
I gotta admit, that story is the first thing I thought of when I read about the bicycle in swamp chicken's post. :rotf: