Just returned about 20mins ago from running out of fuel just before the Tristram offramp. Pushed it about 300m off the mway, thanks to the loser WRX who ripped past me at 80k's, the other losers, and the one bike I saw. You didn't stop. (It's all right I'll forgive you one day, yellow GT250)
Then I walked up to the lights, and asked a nice man in a BMW where the closest petrol station was. He said it was about 1.5k from there, back towards Browns Bay. Any back on the other side of the motorway? I ask. No, no don't think so. Okay, thanks!
1.5k in boots ain't fun.
Thanks to those losers that didn't stop. Me holding my thumb out, means I want a lift.
Thanks to the shop attendant who made me leave my cellphone as a security for a freakin' jerry can. Good thing I had it with me, or he would've stiffed me.
Thankyou to the nice couple who took me back to my bike from the petrol station, hope you win on your Lotto ticket. (No sarcasm, thanks heaps you're nice people)
Thanks again to the BMW driver. There was 2 petrol stations 400m from where my bike was. In the direction where you said there was none. Thanks, thanks a lot.
And thank you to the people who 'fixed' my bike, I now know that it's leaking fuel.
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