There’s a joke to be exploited here.

I have an ironic anecdote which occurred shortly after learning my relation to the handcuff king, Houdini.

The happenstance behind this foolish series of events isn’t relevant.

Standing while sweating in sun’s heat, I was in full motorcycle gear, helmet and in handcuffed.

It was my first time and hopefully last time I get handcuffed. Since it took considerably longer than Houdini to get out.

They say a magician never reveals his secrets but I’m not one.

Being respectful and forthright for the duration and the cuffs came off.

Houdini made money doing this for a living. I’ll likely have to pay for my foolishness.