sporty
ok, i admit it, i've dropped a bollock, i love the racebike aesthetic, i pushed it too far, daytime m.o.t, no headlight, carbon numberboard, look's great, but the reality is that you are watching the clock all the time, just when all the interesting machines are turning up at the local bike-night, you are on your way home before you get a pull from the local constabulary, you have to wait until dawn before you venture out, an already short riding season is reduced even further, so, headlight going back on, admittedly, it's only a four and a half inch, chinese copy, bates, but, at least i can ride during the hours of darkness, the paintwork is finished, i'm pretty chuffed with it for a rattle-can job, halford's satin black with a plasti-kote satin varnish top coat to seal it, i dropped the bates and gave it a coat of satin black, the rim and the shell, look's better than the gloss shell and chrome rim, this bike is going to be 'stealth', i'll leave the bling to my old mucker's marshy and ben jones, bloody hell, next thing you know they'll be having their forklegs gold nitrided, oh, they all ready have?, well, there you go, no accounting for taste i suppose, i prefer my bikes well engineered and subtle, looking at the sporty i hadn't noticed how shit the shock mounting bolts looked, stainless steel? check, machined up to remove the manufactures marks? check, looking good? no, what the fuck was i thinking of? got them in the lathe and machined them up, dished and drilled, proper, the seat? thirty quid e-bay special, as above for the paintwork, the seat cushion is a honda rs seat pad, re-worked to fit the flatrack profile, carefully cut to shape with a craft knife, the close cell neoprene lends itself to shaping with wet and dry, scalloping the edges to get some shape into it, job done, i have to stop every sixty miles for fuel anyway so comfort's out of the window anyway, fuck me, if i wanted something practical i would have bought an anorak, or a honda or suzuki or yamaha or kawasaki and let's face it, it looks cooler than a hand-tooled leather seat with colt pistols and skulls doesn't it ben.........
i would like to say you can't tell me a thing about cool Tim Bailey, but i would be wrong. never mind my nitride coating, (manly copper, not girly gold) you are the king of cool. you must be, YOUR MASSIVE BALD BONCE MUST HAVE BEEN COOL THROUGH THE WINTER. you should've made a hat out of the extra material on that old sporty mudguard. you could've made one for all of us REALLY cool people that follow this blog you sarcy old fuck!
ReplyDeleteNice photos of the seat and a bolt Tim, any chance of a photo of the whole bike? ;-)
ReplyDeleteBen cracks me up, 'manly copper', hilarious !!! Fucking right on Timmy, the pad looks the absolute tits mate, it's always the little things that draw it all together . . . nice touch on the bolts as well. As for dropping of gonads, bullshit mucker, if I might be so bold as to opine, what the fuck were you thinking in the first place, giving up riding after dark is not something even my vanity would consider, you've got a race bike mate, the skirtster's for the road, as if you sun-starved Derbyshire lads don't need all the daylight you can get as it is, no mate, you've gone back to having a full set in the wrinkle bag. The wee light will look the goods too Lovey, mark my words, this has been the winter of your content brotherman, lots achieved, be stoked, I am !!! XXX
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