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

Saturday, 11 December 2010

dangerous has finally picked up his new project, strange how things work out sometimes, we had been watching bikes on e-bay and really thought we were on the way to wales to pick up a bike, dangerous had bid on a bike, exactly the same bid as the one that won it only he was too late, first bid wins, then we hear about a bike for sale in the village, less than 300yards away from my house, we go up and have a look midweek, stick an offer in and he accepts, the bike is pushed down the road and into the loveless hq, two hours later it's running and loads of redundant parts consigned to the parts bin, seventies style tt racer coming up......
always loved my big suzuki's, this was my gs750, out with vince for a midweek scratch, one of those late spring night's, the day's getting longer, we head out into south derbyshire and staffordshire, vinny comes past me on a corner, the bike is bucking and weaving, he's leaving a trail of spaks as his suspension bottoms out and he's grinding his stand on the tarmac, left-hander approaching, i do him here everytime, he hates this corner, i love it, brake light comes on, bye, bye bastard!, got you! oh fuck!, slow-mo, back end slides out fast on the trail of mud the farmer has left spread across the road, bars snatch to the left  and out of my hands as they grip again, left hand grip hits me in the ribs and smashes them, i head butt the tacho, time to bale out, [as if i have a choice....], earth, sky, sliiide, burning, pain, bastard, i try and stand up and fall over, my ribs are fucked, the bike is in the ditch on the right, vince has turned round and is running back to the scene of destruction, 'fuck me, you alright?, that was a big one mate!, fuck me! where's your jeans gone?', i don't know what to do, i'm in shock, my ribs, my bike, [force of the impact ripped the engine out of the frame] and i'm standing there with no jeans on, happy day's........