General Bike Ravings

She looked so good on Trade Me. Her bright white wheels, winking at me coyly from the photographs. The write up was smooth and convincing, the interest of others encouraging, the questions asked both daft and probing in just the right degree.

A few drinks on a Sunday evening, a chat over the phone, and the deal was done. A 1990 Yammie TDR project bike was mine. Sweet as bro! Right? Wrong. Oh so very wrong.

I fly up to Welly to pick up my new ride. First impressions ...