I recently had a GSXR1000K5 out for a test ride, in a bloody thunder storm - go figure. Anyways I holed up to wait out the worst of the deluge at a BP station in west Auckland. While resisting the urge for a smoke (one of my brighter ideas), i bided my time sitting on my arse against the bike looking wet and hoping the seams on my jacket and pants held.
Round about this time I noticed the first one, a very pretty lady driver who was more then keen to give me a HUGE smile as she went in to pay for her petrol, well that was nice. Then another lovely all smiles and cheery eyes (i did mention it was absolutely pissing down). Then another one asking me if i could help get her petrol cap off (it took all my self restraint not to come over all carry on, at that one). Then another and then another.
What the .......
Now its either me (unlikely), the bike (hmmm maybe), that westie girls like bikers ('supose) or a n other.
All I can say is, I'll take that sort of attention where ever I can get it, (crap hope its not the bike or i'll have to mug the bank manager) as it made the ride home alot easier for some reason.
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