another perfectly good motorcycle ruined.......

Tuesday, 28 December 2010

1700hrs and me and dangerous are in the shed, i'm stripping paint off my engine, the nitomors is burning me, 'want a brew youth?', i rip off my gloves and go into the kitchen to make a cup of tea, the backdoor opens and dangerous is standing there ashen faced, 'what's up dave?' say's mr'sb, 'i've stabbed myself with a pair of scissors, i was trying to trim up the wiring loom and booof!', there's blood everywhere, fuck, don't know what to do so i mash the tea, mr's b takes over, cleaning and dressing the wound, one-nil to the bonneville......

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