Daisy is so much fun to hoon around on!
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) 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!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!) - I rattle me dags down the state highway and work through the joys of hooning on a little two-stroker smoker called Daisy!
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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!![]()
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![]()
Excelsior Carpe Diem!
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