
Originally Posted by
Motu
Worse than that.....There was a big New Year Party at Matiatia,on the lawn - bands all night,great stuff.Sometime in the early hours of the morning some...some creature got up on stage and started mimming and dancing,doing a sort of strip.Fuck it was awfull,I was embarrassed watching this,this thing up on stage.My wife was laughing at me,she seemed to think it strange that I would find women doing such things very interesting,but get so incensed when a guy did it.Fucking poofter!
Anyway,a few days later we had a race meeting at the dirt track,and we had a good turnout of bikes,with some visitors thrown in.And this guy turns up and seems interested in having a go.So my mate who was injured let him have a shot on his TT500....he had on some steel cap slip ons and an undone oilskin parka.In our first race this bastard is right out front,with me!.He can't ride for shit,but somehow he's doing it right,totaly out of shape - he's a real danger to the other riders and himself,not to mention me.I've got to sort him out,and I've got his number now.He cuts into the sweeper in front of me....so I barge up the inside and push him off the groove into the loose stuff....then I hit the gas hard far too early - so does he,and he's gone in a cloud of dust.He didn't turn up for the next race - told you he was a poofter.
I was really surprised that someone who didn't have a clue could be so fast first time out on a bike he didn't know,on a track he's never ridden on,and a style of riding he'd never tried.There are some dark horses out there....
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