sporty

lick it, sniff it, scratch it, touch it, [isn't that a track by daft punk? perhaps not then] i needed some new rubber on the sporty, even though i'm still waiting for the fucking electrician to come round and lay hand's on my bike, i rang him the other night, 'ey up paul' 'oh, hello timmy, yes, i suppose you are ringing me about your wiring' no shit sherlock, it's only been sixteen fucking weeks that i've been waiting for some electrickery majik! we are almost half way through the year and i haven't turned a wheel in anger yet, race bike at jim's, sporty in the shed with no wires, anyhoo, today i'm feeling better, new dunlop qualifiers fitted by rob at racing lines, derby, [i buy my race rubber here and wouldn't trust anyone else to fit and balance my wheel's] bargain price too, there's just something sensual about new rubber, i went for a 120x70x17 this time, it's transformed the look of the bike, the 60 section tyre was just too low profile and the front-end looked a bit 'toy-town' i reckon, new rubber, lick it, sniff it.........