Went out riding with a mate, who is a relative newbie yesterday,
thought it would be a good ride up the Taka's, me thinks I will show the boy a thing or 2..... fire up the mighty 1200 and say follow me on your 250 underling.
hit the bottom of the hill with that familiar feeling of , I'll just see him at the top and off I go like a cut cat.
get halfway up , some daring passing shots... look in the mirror and bugger me if he's not right up my jaxi.......
got to the top of the hill with him rubbing my rear tyre, jump off and find hes not even sweating.
I will now sell the bandit and buy a goldwing, its the only thing for old fatrs like me.
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