And now I announce my triumphant return to KB after a lengthy period of study and exams (bloody things). But just in time for my well earned (honest
) period of terrorizing innocent road users with my learnerish antics (yes I STILL have my learners), my bike gets bent.
Rewind to a few weeks before the exams. I was getting rather sick of waiting for the RG to be fixed, so I dragged out an ugly old bike from the corner of the garage; an '81 RD250LC. Shortly afterwards I discovered how much squirt it had, and came back from my first ride on it giggling and feeling slightly off balance. Fast forward to yesterday, and I'm letting a couple of friends (whom I must say have years of experience on bikes) ride it. The first two ride around the park ok, but the third rides off over a grassy hill and bins it.
The result? Front fairing (very hard to fix) almost destroyed, front fairing bracket completely bent (an absolute cunt to fix), front forks bent, handlebars likewise, broken left indicators, one sizeable dent in the instruments (very hard to find replacements) and a dent in the left exhaust caused by the main stand. The lesson learnt? Never, ever, trust your friends.
Due to the excessive cost of registration these days, the other bikes aren't available. But I will have my revenge in bikeless-ism. There's another little Yamaha lurking in the corner of the garage, called TZR250R
(AND NO ONE IS GOING NEAR IT!!!!!!!!)
Must go. I'm off to ride my mountain bike......
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