gijoe1313
22nd February 2007, 00:22
:woohoo: Daisy is so much fun to hoon around on! :msn-wink: Donor texts me this evening with :
"You know, im going to tuck Daisy back into bed and charge rent shortly"
sez I in reply "You still up?"
"Yup" sez he
So somehow, he turns up (still in his horrid fluoro orange shirt :puke: ) and we pootles off ta his place. He gives me the learn on the basics of fiddling with Daisy's private bits (i.e. center stand) and removes his no.8 wire L-plate.
Naff, he goes and tosses a nut and washer onto the ground. In the dark. Plonker! :tugger: He goes in, gets out a LED bling torch and discovers...that he is holding the nut in his hand :slap:
Anyway, we banter witty repartee back and forth (read : "Bollocks to you mate" "Double bull bollocks back to you matey mate!" ) and I decide to go off on an impromptu hoon on Daisy.
To the Hamiltron.
Yep, just back to my usual tricks (now that I have a bike that has the headlights working! :innocent:) - I rattle me dags down the state highway and work through the joys of hooning on a little two-stroker smoker called Daisy! :rockon: :first:
Just got back from the excursion and feeling that warm glow of biker satisfaction.
Kewl moment : running out of main and having to stop by the side of the road near Hampton Downs to work out reserve (it has a pull tab ring like a hand grenade! Bonus!) Cars fanging past with cagers thinking "Har har! Stoopid motorbiker!"
Cue : In a few minutes of two-stroker hooniness, I overtake all and sundry to their chagrin and merrily leave them in a haze of smoke! Goodness! :innocent:
Well time for me to hit the sack and dream of Daisy, my little ol'Hornet and...the next bike to join my stable/harem :love:
Excelsior Carpe Diem!
"You know, im going to tuck Daisy back into bed and charge rent shortly"
sez I in reply "You still up?"
"Yup" sez he
So somehow, he turns up (still in his horrid fluoro orange shirt :puke: ) and we pootles off ta his place. He gives me the learn on the basics of fiddling with Daisy's private bits (i.e. center stand) and removes his no.8 wire L-plate.
Naff, he goes and tosses a nut and washer onto the ground. In the dark. Plonker! :tugger: He goes in, gets out a LED bling torch and discovers...that he is holding the nut in his hand :slap:
Anyway, we banter witty repartee back and forth (read : "Bollocks to you mate" "Double bull bollocks back to you matey mate!" ) and I decide to go off on an impromptu hoon on Daisy.
To the Hamiltron.
Yep, just back to my usual tricks (now that I have a bike that has the headlights working! :innocent:) - I rattle me dags down the state highway and work through the joys of hooning on a little two-stroker smoker called Daisy! :rockon: :first:
Just got back from the excursion and feeling that warm glow of biker satisfaction.
Kewl moment : running out of main and having to stop by the side of the road near Hampton Downs to work out reserve (it has a pull tab ring like a hand grenade! Bonus!) Cars fanging past with cagers thinking "Har har! Stoopid motorbiker!"
Cue : In a few minutes of two-stroker hooniness, I overtake all and sundry to their chagrin and merrily leave them in a haze of smoke! Goodness! :innocent:
Well time for me to hit the sack and dream of Daisy, my little ol'Hornet and...the next bike to join my stable/harem :love:
Excelsior Carpe Diem!