Fuck, the last time I went through the WOF process I nearly lost it

. This old fella comes over admiring the bike an all and initially I thought, cool obviously a fellow biker and a man of good taste. Then he started talking, and I found myself in an awkard position.
You see, he was talking utter tripe but I dared not say anything cause then he could become annoyed and find a reason to fail the bike. It went on and on until I finally said, "So what bike do you ride?".
"Oh, no no." he said, "I've never ridden a bike before but I rode pillion once and it scared the crap out of me!"
He made me repeat the rear brake test three times, insisting that I lock up the rear wheel before he would pass me FFS. Then he went on about how the rear brake was the most important brake on the bike.
Next he starts picking on how skew the headlight beam was, leaning slightly to the right.
"No worries." says I, "A tweak on the headlight screw here will sort it out."
"Oh no, you must have fitted a Euro-bulb to your bike." he responded.
That's the last time I go to that testing station.

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