i needed to make some number-plates up for the racer, i was washing the pot's as i realised this, as i washed the slow-cooker it came to me that the shape was just right, i traced around it onto an old bran flake packet, cut it out carefully and marked it out, [x2], onto some carbon off-cut's, i'm busy hacksawing and filing to shape when dangerous turn's up, 'are you trying to kill us or what? carbon fibre is highly toxic and carciogenic you twat', don't know if you realised it dangerous but when the bike is up and running it's me who's going to be risking life and limb, who's bothered about a bit of dust? .......
Fuck mate, I got difficulty enough living inside my head, I'd hate to be inside yours . . . love the carcinogenic plates, very twee . . . lighter than something that's really, really light.
ReplyDelete[distant voice from the ether says] . . . Luke, use the force, protect the very expensive battery at all costs, it will do you no good smashed all over the track, the battery Luke, protect the battery . . .